Azeroth Shadow Trail - v2 Chapter 1780

   Chapter 1780 6. The First Zul and the Prophet in Black

   “Well, Dazar’alor, the blessed land of the gods, the golden city of the trolls, the capital of the empire, the eternal existence Look at it, how gorgeous it is, exactly as I remember it.

  Except the poor and sour smell of the city now makes me a little uncomfortable, everything is as good as the future. “

   An hour after Nazmir’s little adventure, Black took his “Lesson Four” to the streets of the capital of the troll empire.

   Transformed into a jeweled troll nobleman, he straightened his back and spread his hands to express his praise and contempt for the magnificent city in front of him.

   Behind him, Shaohao and the Monkey King, who were temporarily turned into trolls by Black’s “Super Sheep Transformation”, looked at the legendary city with curiosity like tourists.

   Of course, the Pandaren Empire also has gorgeous cities. The emperor’s palace, Yongchun Terrace, is famous in Pandaria for its exquisiteness and grandeur, but the architectural art of the pandaren is obviously different from that of the trolls who are good at creating huge pyramid-shaped cities.

  Especially the giant city in front of us that can accommodate millions of people is unimaginable for panda people who respect nature.

  Although some Lorewalkers have entered the golden city of Dazaro before, the descriptions written on paper are not as shocking as seeing them with their own eyes.

   “I heard that the trolls have the largest history library in the world. They record all the stories from the beginning of civilization to the present.”

  Shaohao touched his newly grown fangs a little uncomfortable. He said to the Monkey King who was scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks in his accented troll language:

   “I’m going there for a tour, this is a rare opportunity.”

   “Aren’t you going to warn the emperor of the trolls about the upcoming battle of the Ancients?”

  Black glanced back at Shaohao and said:

   “Hurry up, we can only stay here for three hours. You’d better not reveal your identity. Don’t forget that there is no story about the pandaren emperor scolding the troll chief.”

   “I know how to act in secret.”

   Shaohao nodded, indicating that Black need not worry.

   He took out the emperor’s seal from his luggage to prove his identity, and walked quickly to Dazar’alor’s palace with the Monkey Dynasty, who saw nothing new.

   And Blake took the little murlocs sitting on his shoulders and whistling at a group of troll children, and walked to the other end of the giant city.

   He also has people he needs to meet.

To be honest, compared to the prosperous Dazaro 10,000 years ago, the city of gold 10,000 years ago was not necessarily more lively, and the development of civilization after 10,000 years made the troll capital at this time full of people. An “original” flavor.

Whether it’s the rough pottery pots placed by the merchants in animal skins on the street, or the poor craftsmanship due to insufficient metallurgical skills, and the troll guards who are completely lacking the mighty appearance of 10,000 years later. The scene of the triceratops clad in wooden boards swaying the city quickly made the pirates lose interest in the city.

   Heck!

   There is not even a glass of wine that can barely be eaten, and Blake has to drink his own wine.

   Sure enough, although they are ancient civilizations that have existed for more than 10,000 years, in terms of enjoyment, the savage trolls are really inferior to the pandaren.

   Not to mention being on a par with the extravagant High Elves.

   It is no wonder that elves have always looked down on trolls. Although they have existed for a longer time, in terms of quality of life, they are truly “poor relatives” compared with elves.

   The only thing that comforted the pirate was that he found a statue of Akunda, who had just become Loa, in the temple area of ​​Dazar’alor, and his innocent appearance was no different from ten thousand years later.

   He also found a sculpture of Sertaris, the snake-men’s mysterious mistress, whom some trolls also worship.

   But that’s it.

  You can tell from the fact that Old Garni is still a “young dragon”, and many Loa that Blake is familiar with have not been born at this point in time.

  Of course, old Bwonsamdi is there, but pirates don’t spend time talking to that lonely old troll on a journey to find a wife.

   “The Prophet’s residence is ahead! Don’t get close!”

When the pirates and the little fishmen came to the deepest part of the temple area, a group of troll guards blocked his way. Blake glanced at the temple in front of him. The guard said:

   “I made an appointment with Lord Zul, I am his honorable guest, get out of the way, and stay here, don’t let others disturb us.”

   “Uh okay, my lord!”

  The eyes of a group of troll guards slackened for a moment, then became clear again.

   They immediately got out of the way, greeted Blake into the temple, and then helped him close the gate.

   The light in this ancient temple dimmed all of a sudden. On the divination table in front of Blake, a blind old troll was holding a blackened turtle shell and a few strange-shaped bones for divination.

   It could be seen that he was very concerned about the divination result, and didn’t even notice Blake’s approach.

   “Well, look at how unique the cracks are from this tortoise shell.”

  Black leaned over, stretched his voice and said:

   “The third rift is split, indicating that disaster is coming, and the rift at the end is twisted six times, indicating that the entire troll empire is facing a sign of division and destruction.

The    and internal fragmented powder proved that this high-quality tortoise shell could not withstand the pressure brought by this prophecy.

  If I could give you a piece of advice, my comrade, I would suggest that you send your guards to kill a few of Toga’s offspring to get the divine turtle shell to continue your calamity divination.

   But I doubt that you and your empire still have time. “

   “Really professional!”

   Black’s description made the blind old troll prophet give a thumbs up, exclaiming:

   “It looks like a leader in our line, but you seem to be a little late. I’ve been waiting for you since this morning, a time traveler who brings fate.”

   “You knew I was coming?”

  Black glanced at the old troll in surprise, and said:

“You really scared me, although I know that ‘Zul’ is a name used for inheritance, and every generation of imperial prophets will change its name to Zul, but to be honest, you Zul is better than the Zul I know. But much more.

   You could have guessed that I would come? “

   “Ha, I didn’t guess, my friend.”

  The old troll shrugged. He touched the black cloth tied around his eyes. There was blood on the cloth. He twitched his mouth and said:

   “Yesterday’s thread of fate fluctuated so violently, it was like severing the fate of this world, but any prophet with a little skill can guess that something big will happen.

   Well, I belong to the more talented kind of person, so I prepared in advance.

   This is not unusual, my friend.

  Since the Empire’s defeat of the worms has sent itself into a debilitating division, we in the prophets’ profession have had a tougher life.

  The emperors no longer believe in those inaccurate divinations, so I have to make sure that every prediction I make is correct, in order to have a shabby house in the city of gold. “

   “Did this line roll like this 10,000 years ago?”

  Blake made a rant, he glanced at the old troll in front of him, and he said:

“your eyes?”

   “Ah, I blinded myself this morning.”

   Troll Prophet, the first Zul waved his hand and said indifferently:

   “Don’t worry about my eyes, my friend, I’m a troll, just wait a few months for the eyes to grow on their own, and now I only care about the diversions and prophecies you bring.

   Please tell me, I will listen carefully. “

   “No, I mean, why did you stab you in the eye?”

  The pirate asked meaningfully:

   “You don’t want to see me? Or are you afraid of something?”

   The question made the old troll hesitate, and after a few seconds, he said softly:

   “Mortals can’t look directly at the gods, can they? I can only listen, not see, or it will bring disaster to me and my country in some future era.”

   “There is something about the prophecy that the trolls have been passing down since their birth.”

  Blake pouted and said:

   “Actually, I’m not that particular about arranging faces. You are superfluous. If you express your respect for me in this way, then congratulations on your success.

  I am here to tell you that all your prophecies about war are correct, that the world will face terrible disasters, and the elves will attract the demons that twist the void to sweep the whole world.

The    trolls must prepare for this close war, and at the same time prepare for the age of schism, where the world as you know it will fall apart overnight.

The era of    the triad of Zandalar, Gurubashi and Amani is coming to an end.

   But fortunately you can keep your land and people, patiently gather strength and wait until the next era that belongs to you. “

   “Will this not affect the fate of the future?”

   the old troll whispered:

   “If I send such a prophecy to the emperor at this time, it will make us stronger in the future, and such strength will have a series of effects on the development of the world.”

   “No, I’m not worried about that.”

  Black waved his hand and said:

   “The divided Zandalar is so big, other civilizations are not vegetarian, and there are many conflicts between the trolls.

  You have to understand that those things that are destined to happen will still happen, the only difference is that in the future when I need you, you can use more strength to enter the decisive battle.

   In the era when I came, the Troll Empire was still trying to reunite under the leadership of Zandalar, but there really wasn’t enough time left for you.

   So I thought maybe we could buy some more time for your future in this era of the ‘past’.

  I think, in the face of an existential war, a united, powerful troll empire is more useful than a scattered clan.

   As for destiny

   You don’t have to think too much.

  It has different meanings in my eyes and in your eyes. What you see is a plan of destiny that has been planned, and all you can do is write and draw on the edges of those maps.

   And what I see is a blank sheet of paper, I can draw whatever I want.

  The meaning of this time travel to me is the last world adjustment before entering the decisive battle, or ‘cheating’. On the premise of not affecting those important events, I hope you will prosper. “

“I understand!”

  The first generation of Zul nodded seriously, he said:

   “Then, please tell me, what do you need us to do?”

   “I need more warriors, and the mighty souls born in every age need to be sent to Bwonsamdi and kept in the Underworld until I need them to step out into battle with the living.

   I need more loa, I don’t want to see the greed of the trolls consume my precious cannon fodder in pointless conspiracies.

  I need you to continue to strengthen your control over the other troll clans after the great division, don’t start wars easily, but at my command, a united empire can be formed in an instant. “

  Black spread his hands and said:

   “These are not difficult for the Zandalar who have always been hiding in the shadows.

   But don’t tell Bwonsamdi about my existence, that miserly widowed old **** will hide every warrior’s soul like a treasure, and it actually has a hopeless collection habit.

   It takes them all out when I need them.

  Soul is the currency of the gods, my dear Zul.

The souls of commoners are the silver upon which prosperity is built, the souls of emperors are the gold coins that make the world shine, and the souls of warriors are the strongest copper plates, when I put them in my pocket and swirl them Beat the head of my enemy with blood.

   As for the warriors

   Warrior Soul is the most gorgeous jewelry.

  It can adorn my throne, it can also advertise my power, and the most important thing is that it can be thrown out for me to buy the whole future. “

   “It is a very reasonable artistic description, I will write it down and tell it to my emperor, I am sure he will accept my advice.

   This is an oracle after all. “

  The first Zul praised.

   But when he raised his head, the entire temple was empty, only the buzzing sound of an ancient gold coin constantly spinning on the table in front of him.

   represents that a deity once existed here.

—

   At the same time ten thousand years later.

   “I bring you good news, Your Majesty Varian, the Troll Empire has promised to send their most elite warriors of the gods and a total of thirty loa to the Eastern Kingdom to help us defend the Dark Portal.”

  In the fortress of Stormwind City, the regent Prince Bolvar Fordragon came to his emperor with a letter from the emperor of the troll empire. The great knight said in a cheerful tone:

   “At the request of the Golden King of Zandalar, the Gurubashi troll kingdom of Stranglethorn Vale will also suspend all conflicts with us and send troops to aid the defense lines of the world of Draenor.”

   “This is the best news I’ve heard in days.”

  The human emperor Varian also looked happy. He looked at the letter in his hand and said to his staff:

   “With the strong support of the Troll Empire, the pressure on our front lines will definitely be reduced a lot. Alas, it would be great if humans could have the terrifying heritage of the Troll Empire.

   Seriously, I’ve never figured out why such a powerful troll empire has been suppressed by elves for the past 10,000 years? “

   “Because the elves are also strong, my majesty.”

   Intelligence Chief Shore said helplessly:

   “The deep sea empire commanded by His Majesty Azshara is enough to make the trolls feel the heavy pressure, not to mention the Kaldorei night elves who have been powerful for ten thousand years.”

  Shore suddenly reached out and rubbed his forehead in the middle of his words. He said in a strange tone:

   “I don’t know if it’s an illusion. I always feel that something is wrong. The troll empire in my memory seems to have declined for 10,000 years.”

   “That’s just a superficial decline, even I know that.”

   Varian shook his head and said casually:

“The Golden Dynasty lives on Zandalar, but their influence has never been far from other troll kingdoms, whether it’s Amani or Gurubashi, or even Drakkari in Northrend. These troll clans have been established since The moment of the rise of the kingdom has always been the shadow of the Zandalari trolls behind it.

  The trolls never declined.

   They have just been purposefully suppressing their own development to avoid a full-scale war with the elves.

   But now is not the time to talk about history, folks!

   Now that we have the strong support of the Troll Empire, we can do more with the remaining troops. Although it is very tiring, I need you to come up with a plan as soon as possible.

   I am going to write a reply to the King of Gold as a thank you. “

   (end of this chapter)