They are many times more powerful than ordinary beasts, but they do not have the immortality of wilderness demigods. They will also die of old age, but after death, their powerful souls will reside in a special state, and they will become trolls
The "all spirits" in their eyes can communicate with Loa by using some secret rituals taught by trolls.
Loa in the soul state can share his power with his believers. Over time, Loa belief became popular among the troll clans who were still in the barbaric civilization. In this era, the Loa belief of trolls has become
Entering an era of barbaric growth, according to incomplete statistics, there are more than 10 Loa believers among the Zandalari trolls alone, not counting those small Loa factions.
Looking at the entire troll civilization, it is almost impossible to count the Loa who have appeared since ancient times, at least around a hundred!
Such a chaotic belief system has led to an era when troll civilization can rarely be completely unified. To be honest, if the trolls cannot be integrated at the level of belief, then in reality, the contradictory troll clans will never be able to truly unify.
But what I want to talk about today is not this! It’s another question.
Loa, the spirits of these beasts, why do they need believers?
This is a very important question. Loa are the spirits of beasts. Their power comes from the accumulation of time and the strength of themselves. Except for the god of death like Bwonsamdi, who needs souls to maintain certain rules, other loa do not need it.
The souls of believers, more often than not, Loa just requires believers to place sacrifices for them.
In other words, these lazy bugs didn't want to go hunting by themselves, so they recruited a group of believers to help them hunt. They could harvest enough food by staying in the soul world every day, so who would be stupid enough to hunt?
Of course, this is only the most insignificant of the many functions of believers on Loa. Even for the spider god Shadra, this hazy female spider is known as the "God of Spies". Among all Loa, it is the favorite.
One that weaves conspiracies, it has a bad nature and likes to see mortals or other loa fighting among themselves because of its conspiracy. In this case, Shadra's followers are the pawns used by the spider loa to carry out the conspiracy.
In short, the relationship between trolls and Loa is very complicated. It is not a pure relationship between using and being used, but more like each party getting what they need.
But the Loa spirits are not perfect. They share their power with their priests, but the power they share is ultimately limited, but the greed of life is unlimited. One day, the sincere priests will desire
When there is more, but Loa cannot produce more, the priests will start to plot secretly. They will find a way to kill the spirit of Loa, occupy all the power of Loa themselves, and become the new Loa!
Backstabbing Loa, who believes in his own faith, is almost a "tradition" in the troll faith community!
Therefore, the relationship between Loa and believers is actually full of darkness.
Loa actually don't like ambitious trolls very much, but the problem is that in the world of Azeroth, except for trolls, no one will be crazy enough to believe in loa. Humans have the Holy Light, and elves have
The moon gods and even the tauren have elemental beliefs. The world's belief world has long been divided up, and the Loa are simply unable to compete with the forces that point directly to the origin of the stars.
This led to the fact that when Princess Talanji returned to Zandalar with the Dead Sea Fleet, Bwonsamdi took advantage of the situation to start a war between Loa, and used the power of the Dark Blade to expel other Loa.
They have almost no place to stay...
It's so miserable that I don't even have the right to beg.
Those powerful Loa, such as the tiger-body Jibur, such as the shark god Grol, have a wide range of believers, and they have no shortage of places to go after leaving the Zandalari Islands. The weak Loa simply cannot survive the undead invasion of Zandalar.
The war and the assassination of Bwonsamdi, the god of death, there is no need to consider where to go, those Loa who are neither up nor down are faced with a very bad situation.
They didn't want to stay in the war-torn Zandalar, but they had nowhere to go. At this moment, a strange organization calling itself "The Grand Plan" sent an invitation to the down-and-out Loa...
The velociraptor - Gonk, the god of hunting, the pterodactyl - Paku, the god of wind, the triceratops - the horned dragon god Tokali, the thunder lizard - Akunda, the god of thunder, and the ones who were driven out of the frog swamp by the undead.
After repeated reflections, the frog god Kragwa and some unnamed Loas were forced to accept the invitation of this strange organization, and then crossed the ocean and crossed the darkness.
door, and came to a new world where no Loa had ever been.
This is the story of the Big Plan and the Loas...
It's not complicated at all, and it's even full of fun, but in any case, the loa are living well in the new world. As Kagwa said, these lizardmen with poor brains can easily be fooled, especially
The Archlich has created a glorious legacy for the "Grand Plan", which is enough for the Warhammer Lizardfolk who have just begun to breed to worship it.
The lizard people's respect for the "Magic Toad" has also benefited other Loa. Although the daily tribute must be shared by everyone, due to the amazing fighting power of the lizard people and their extremely fast reproduction, these believers do not have huge numbers.
As a result, after a few months, the Loas became "happy here and don't miss Shu".
"Cleaning Draenor naturally doesn't mean killing all the creatures in this world. That's not the case."
The Archlich left the "temple" of Kragwa with the Grand Lord, and he introduced the contents of the big plan to the Grand Lord:
"You and Velen made an agreement to create "an accident" to send the draenei here and the exiles from Shattrath City into Azeroth. Then the lizardmen's uprising fits the "accident"
After sending away the draenei and the exiles, the lizardmen's offensive will stop. After all, the transformation of the lizardmen is not yet fully mature, and we still need some time to continue to adjust the biological template."
"In other words, this is just a preview!"
"Well, very good."
The high lord nodded slightly. He agreed with the big lich's idea. He didn't need the big lich to explain to him in detail who the Warhammer Lizardmen would fight in the future. There was almost no need for explanation.
I don’t know what the expressions of the demons of the Burning Legion would be like when they saw a violent lizardman army shouting “big plan” and attacking them.
"So the "Old Sages" you call are actually Titans?"
Tyrion said to the archlich:
"I just finished reading the story you wrote for Kragwa. It is indeed very similar to real history, but you have ignored one problem. The lizard people are not biological weapons without their own thinking. With their civilization, civilization really started.
As the lizardmen are passed down from generation to generation, their wisdom will one day awaken, and by that time, some of them smart people will begin to question the authenticity of the big plan..."
"You should be familiar with the history of the Mantid... Even when Y'Shaarj actually existed, there have been too many rebellions in more than 10,000 years of reproduction. This is not what we want to see.
In the future, never underestimate the free will of living beings."
The high lord's question made the high lich frown. He had also thought about this problem, but it seemed to have no solution.
"The Titans have left Azeroth. They are dead. According to the setting, the demon toad, Kragwa, is the only spokesperson who has seen the Titans. Indeed... If Kragwa's description in this regard
There's going to be some confusion if something goes wrong or the wrong words are used, but... where are we going to find a titan to instill Krag'wa with the idea of a grand plan?"
"There is one!"
The great lord narrowed his eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips:
"There is another Titan in Azeroth, the last Titan besides Sargeras. The foundation of a civilization cannot be built on a lie, so we have to make it "true"!
"
"Find some time, let Krag'wa, no, let the Demon Toad go back to Azeroth with me. I will take it to meet the real "Old Saint". It's best to select a few lizardmen leaders,
This is a glorious sacrifice and pilgrimage. From then on, the lizard people will no longer doubt the authenticity of the big plan, and they will become the most loyal and ruthless pioneers of the big plan! Become the warriors we need!"
Archlich Anastarian nodded. He knew some of the connections between Tyrion and the planet spirit Elune. This was indeed the best way to solve hidden dangers, but there was another problem. Anastarian
Lowered his voice:
"But High Lord, I have heard about Elune's character. Do you think she will agree to cooperate with us in the performance? Although the "big plan" sounds glorious, its real execution will inevitably be accompanied by cruel genocide and
The cleansing of the world is an atrocity that those pedants cannot agree with... and associating the big plan with Elune is equivalent to recognizing her supreme majesty. Once she issues an order, the fanatical lizard people may be the first to do so.
Pointing weapons at us all at once... This is very risky! And Elune, she is still very immature, she may not be able to do such a thing."
Facing the Archlich's worries, Tyrion closed his eyes. He stood on the top platform of Hellfire Fortress and looked at the Dark Portal in the distance. After a moment, he whispered:
"You're right, that world, all the worlds are in danger, and the only existence that can save them is still so immature, ah, it's really worrying."
"But it doesn't matter, just do it. I believe that no matter how rebellious the girl is, she will grow up quickly after witnessing the cruel and cruel war between the worlds... But, maybe, it is time to put some pressure on her."
The great lich's eyes narrowed, and he asked in a low voice:
"What are you going to do?"
"How did I unite the decadent humans in the empire? How did I make the closed night elves mature? How did I make the ignorant centaurs wise?"
Tyrion flicked his fingers and said calmly:
"Showing bloody scenes before the eyes of the ignorant allows them to see the reality and cruelty of the world. Using war or massacre is nothing more than doing it again, that's all."
"What about the target?"
The great lich asked again. This time, the great lord did not answer immediately. He seemed to think for a moment, and then moved his shoulders. When a cold wind blew on the dry and cracked earth of Hellfire Peninsula, he said
:
"It must be an existence that has special meaning to Elune, it must be an existence that allows her to see the so-called "destiny" clearly, it must be an existence that will affect our "big plan"... one small move after another,
But it firmly believes in the existence of destiny! An existence that leaves a legacy after its death that can effectively strengthen the overall power of Azeroth..."
"You see, such a target is not easy to find, but luckily, we already have one."
"Legion of Holy Light, Mother of Holy Light...Zera!"
The great lord patted the railing with satisfaction, turned back and whispered to the great lich:
"Well, I suddenly feel that the code name "Fall of the Prophet" doesn't sound good. Let's change it."
"Just change it to "Holy Light Will Extinguish"!"
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"Maraad."
On the gem ship returning to the Borean Tundra from Ulduar, Prophet Velen, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly felt a chill for no reason, which made him unable to maintain his meditation. He opened his eyes and called out to his most trusted
The Grand Guardsman, and a moment later, the tall Grand Guardsman Maraad, wearing purple-red gem armor, appeared next to the prophet, carrying his Naaru Gem Hammer.
"Has the positioning of the space landmark been completed?"
The prophet asked in a low voice:
"There is also the repair work on Storm Fortress's jump engine. How is it going?"
"Grand Technician Romul and our best gem craftsmen are over there. According to them, the progress is very gratifying. Now we only need some high-energy filling to restart the engine."
The chief defender also lowered his voice and said to the prophet:
"The positioning of the space landmark has reached the final moment, but it must be adjusted repeatedly. After all, it is to open up the space wall between the two worlds in the stars. Any mistakes will lead to consequences that we cannot bear... I know you are very worried.
Pay attention to this matter, but you must be patient, we have invited the mechanical guardian, His Excellency Mimiron, to help us, and we will definitely succeed this time."
"I know, Maraad, I know, I have to be patient."
The prophet flicked the crystal rosary in his hand. In his heart, a strange urgency was shrouding his spirit. He forced himself to calm down and said:
"But there are some things... I can feel that some bad things, some things that I can't predict, may be coming soon."
Velen raised his head and looked at Maraad in front of him. He was silent for a moment and said:
"If something happens to me, if things come to the worst, then Maraad, I hope you can raise the banner and lead our people to move forward... Dawn is ahead, I
I can feel that as long as we go through this darkness, we can see the light of hope..."
