"You know King Rastakhan? And you know the Zul the Dark Prophet?"
Venkasa was clearly surprised, and even Vol'jin kept glancing at him.
Because the Zandalar Tribe has not interacted with the outside world for thousands of years, even among the Troll themselves, most Troll have never even heard of the legends of the Zandalar Tribe. As for King Rastakhan and the Zul the Dark Prophet, probably 99 out of 100 Troll would not know them.
Within the Darkspear Tribe, very few people know this!
How could a human know this?
Venkasa suddenly realized that he couldn't quite see through the young man in front of him.
Thoradin's successor is truly remarkable!
" The Troll clans of the Gurubashi Empire have forgotten their ancient glory and responsibilities."
Venkasa moved his lips, trembling slightly with anger. "Not a single one of them agreed to send troops! They're busy fighting and digging up ruins every day! They've even forgotten their own cultural heritage!"
"Calm down, High Priest," Jiang Jie comforted him, sharing his feelings.
In fact, the ancient Troll Empire established a very glorious civilization, but as the Troll were crippled, this civilization was also Devastation, resulting in a break in its development. Later Troll kept regressing, from feudal society to primitive society, and Troll civilization was almost completely forgotten!
More than a thousand years! That's a very long time!
On Earth, haven't instances of forgetting and completely negating everything been prevalent in just a few decades or even years?
However, Huaxia was much luckier than the Troll.
Don't get angry; no one can take your place if you ruin your health.
Jiang Jie comforted her again, speaking softly and tenderly, showing the utmost care and consideration.
Upon hearing this, Venkasa felt much better, thinking to himself, "Young people are just young people. This priest used a little trick to gain your sympathy." However, Jiang Jie immediately followed up with a cold laugh, "So you actually don't have any troops at all? How are you going to fight this battle? Maybe you should just give up and wait until you find more men!"
"No, no, no, we can't wait!"
"Humans, you promised us, you can't wait!"
" Hakkar is having the Atal'ai Troll drain our mana!"
"Humans, do you still want our blessings?"
As soon as Jiang Jie finished speaking, a cacophony of voices rang in his ears, followed by a series of images appearing in his mind:
A four-meter-tall, striped tiger; a three-meter-tall black leopard; a thirty-meter-long venomous snake; a six- or seven-meter-tall spider; and a large bat with incredibly bright eyes!
All five Loa whose magic essence had been extracted by Hakkar have appeared!
" The Loa!"
" Hir'eek! Bethekk! Shirvallah! Shadra! Hethiss!"
"The great ancient god!"
Thump!
Venkasa immediately prostrated himself in worship, and Vol'jin, who was not far away, also looked respectful. After all, these five were ancient gods who had lived for countless millennia. They had been active since the Gurubashi Empire era and were considered "national" and "racial" level Loa with a wide range of followers, so they could not help but be respected!
"But I seem to remember that you haven't agreed to my request yet?"
This scene is nothing compared to Mount Hyjal, or even Karazhan not long ago.
What ancient gods and Loa? They're just a few pathetic creatures whose mana is drained every day, and they don't even appear in person, they just communicate remotely.
Jiang Jie shrugged, spread his hands, and looked helpless. "I can't just go and die like this! I thought you guys could at least persuade a few clans to attack Zul'Gurub, and then I could lead your elite troops in a surprise attack and wipe out Hakkar. Who knew you didn't have anyone? You can't rely on me for everything, can you?"
"Human, we agree to your terms!"
"No, no, it's not that there's no one, there are! There are many people!"
" Venkasa! Where are the people of Zandalar?"
" Venkasa! Have the Zandalar Tribe abandoned us? Where are my followers? I have followers on Zandalar too!"
" Zanza, come out here! I know you're here."
"You must give us an explanation!" " Troll, do you no longer need us? Let's go and protect the Night Elf!"
It's blown up! The Loa's gone blast!
Upon hearing that Jiang Jie was against it, the Loa immediately went mad, hastily agreeing to Jiang Jie's demands while simultaneously berating Venkasa and summoning the other Loa.
In fact, the Loa are not afraid of death and generally do not die. Even if their true forms are summoned to this world and then killed, it is only a matter of "dying for a period of time." If they die again, they will be heroes once more.
Strictly speaking, these ancient gods are no longer souls, but rather a special kind of being, a manifestation of the power of nature, similar to the legendary "sacrificial gods." As long as there is faith and sacrifice, they exist.
For example, Bethekk, the god of the black panther, will not truly die as long as the black panther is not extinct; he can be resurrected indefinitely!
The problem is, they're not afraid of dying, they're afraid of having their magic essence extracted!
"Demonic essence" is not a purification of magical power, but rather the material manifestation of soul energy after it has been extracted.
Actually, extracting magic essence isn't a big deal; it won't kill them, at most it'll just make them "sleep for a few thousand more years."
But this humiliation is unbearable!
Think about it: when you are no longer afraid of death, what else would you be afraid of?
dignity!
The Loa are dignified.
The Loa simply couldn't stand this life of being treated like a vending machine, extracting magic essence without even having to pay! They didn't want to endure it for even a second longer!
Venkasa knelt on the ground, buried his head in his legs, trembling all over, and dared not speak.
He had no idea that the Loa had actually negotiated terms with this human!
Powerful, noble Loa negotiating with an ordinary human—what's going on? Is this still the world I know?
The Eastern Kingdoms are terrifying, I want to go back to Zandalar!
Vol'jin lowered his head, but inwardly he sneered:
Even Cenarius and Tortolla got along well with the Grand Duke; could the Loa compare?
You should know that there used to be many Troll who worshipped Wisp as Loa!
"Well!"
Suddenly, a sigh rang out, and an exceptionally tall Troll soul appeared before them.
This was a Troll soul nearly four meters tall, with a bare upper body, a hunched back, holding a staff inlaid with a giant skull, and eyes that radiated a golden light.
This is an extremely powerful soul, almost the most powerful soul Jiang Jie has ever seen, aside from the Wild Gods, a soul approaching the level of Demigod!
The last soul of such power was the Lich King Ner'zhul.
Perhaps in terms of sheer soul strength, Ner'zhul is no match for the one before him, because Ner'zhul's powerful mental strength mainly relies on the amplification of the Lich King Helm, while the soul of the one before him is truly powerful.
This is a Loa, a Loa who ascended from Troll, and a very ancient Loa at that!
Most importantly, he descended in his true form, unlike the other five whose physical bodies were nowhere to be found, and who merely transmitted their spiritual power.
The arrival of a powerful Loa was naturally something Jiang Jie should take seriously.
"Great Zanza, you have arrived!"
Venkasa looked terrified and immediately prostrated himself in worship.
"Rise, Venkasa, my servant."
Zanza ignored Venkasa and Vol'jin, and walked up to Jiang Jie, his voice low and deep. " Heir of Thoradin, I will go with you to Zul'Gurub to deal with Hakkar. As long as Hakkar is killed, the Loa priests will break free from Hakkar's control. This battle won't be too difficult!"
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