It seems that this Dakuru is quite honest, and Robbie has made a judgment in his mind.
The fall of Daxin, the King of All Insects, is a shame that the Drakkari Frost Trolls are ashamed to mention, but for the ice trolls' mortal enemies, the furbolgs, it is a matter of relish.
In fact, how Daxin fell is still a mystery.
Legend has it that Daxin, the King of All Insects, is an ice worm with nine heads. No matter how many heads are cut off, as long as one head is left, it can grow back and oppress the furbolgs with cruel means. Daxin has a very big appetite.
Nine hundred furbolgs must be eaten at each meal.
The furbolgs were bullied and complained, but unfortunately they were unable to resist.
Like all heroic legends, a warrior appeared among the furbolgs and accidentally obtained a divine sword. After getting drunk, he chopped off nine heads of Daxin with the divine sword in one go.
Obviously, this legend is as unreliable as an orc slashing Sargeras.
Robbie and his party took Dakuru into the ruins. Dakuru looked around and was equally unfamiliar with this ancient ruins, and soon came to the central temple.
The walls of the ruined temple have long since disappeared, leaving only a few broken stone pillars, covered with traces of wind and rain. Strangely, in the center of the ruins of the temple, there is a stone-carved brazier, still smoking.
The green light.
Judging from the fresh soil around the brazier, this brazier was unearthed not long ago and cannot be moved because the bottom is integrated with the foundation.
Robbie pointed to the brazier and asked: "Dakuru, do you know what this is?"
Dakuru's mind changed quickly, secretly thinking that this might be a test of his loyalty, so he answered cautiously:
"I have seen relevant records in the royal library of Zul'Drak. This is the entrance to the secret passage. You need to prepare three water grass leaves from the northern lake and five frozen magic spirits. Throw them into the brazier to unlock the secret.
channel."
Robbie nodded and said with satisfaction: "Dakuru, you performed well. You are one step closer to freedom."
One of Robbie's subordinates took out waterweed leaves and magic spirits and threw them into the brazier. This was a tall warrior who looked stronger than a tauren. Unfortunately, his head and face were covered with black cloth, so he couldn't tell what he was.
Race.
A black portal appeared next to the brazier. First, several subordinates entered the portal, then Robbie and Dakuru, and the remaining few subordinates stood guard outside.
After exiting the portal, Drakuru looked around. This was a room made of stone, which should be deep underground. There were torches at regular intervals on the wall.
In the center of the room is an altar, and there are more than a dozen troll skeletons nearby. Judging from the rotten clothes, these dead people should be priests of Daxin, the king of insects.
Legend has it that Daxin, the King of All Insects, is very harsh on his priests. Once an accident occurs to Daxin, even if he only loses one head, all his priests will be buried with him.
Robbie did not give Dakuru time to admire this ancient altar, but led Dakuru to a corner of the room.
There is a nine-headed ice insect statue built here, with eyes inlaid with rubies.
Robbie pointed at the statue and said:
"We found that these heads can rotate. We guess that if we follow a certain order, we can open the mysterious mechanism. There are some ancient words under the statue. Dakuru, do you recognize these words?"
Dakuru carefully read the text on the statue's base and said in surprise:
"I recognize these words. Legend has it that ten thousand years ago, all the trolls were under the rule of the Zandalar Empire. The great Emperor Achilles led the trolls to conquer the entire world and became Azeroth.
The overlord, and unified the writing for the first time. Yes, this is the writing created by Emperor Achilles. It is a pity that the disaster of the Earthshaking destroyed the ancient troll empire."
Robbie felt a little funny in his heart. The 10,000-year-old Achilles was just a clown who couldn't stand on the stage. The words on the pedestal were not created by trolls, but were written by the 10,000-year-old Highborne Elves.
Sure enough, all races like to brag about their ancestors, and the trolls are no exception.
Dakuru carefully read the words on it, and turned the nine ice worm heads in sequence according to the order recorded in the words. As the unpleasant sound of the mechanism sounded, the heavy base slowly moved away, revealing a deep cave.
A rotten aura came out, and it was obvious that the cave had been closed for many years. One of Robbie's subordinates took the initiative to get in, and climbed out not long after, signaling that it was safe inside.
Robbie took Dakuru into the cave. The first section of the cave was very narrow and could only accommodate one person. It was rugged and difficult to navigate. After a short distance, it became spacious and entered the cave like a corridor.
There are reliefs on the walls, which are covered with a thin layer of ice to ensure that the fuel that has not seen the light of day for many years will not evaporate. It was obviously the work of the subordinate who came in first.
Dakuru looked at the content on the mural and was so shocked that he was shaking all over. At the same time, he was so frightened that his whole world view was turned upside down. He staggered and held on to the wall before he could barely stand still.
"How is this possible? Is this how the Loa gods came?"
The content drawn in the mural is the growth process of an ice worm. It initially grew from a small ice worm to a giant ice worm, and became the leader of a certain ice worm group.
Because the ice worm is very big, it has attracted the attention of a mysterious being. A slightly slender figure wrapped in shadow has given the ice worm mysterious power.
The ice worm's body became larger and it gained intelligence. It climbed onto a pyramid-like altar, with countless trolls kneeling in the clouds and mist below.
The ice worm usually feeds on these trolls, and its advancement process is very brutal. It relies on devouring the souls of the trolls to increase its strength. Over the long years, it has successively devoured the souls of nine powerful troll emperors and grown.
Nine heads emerged.
As a result, a small ice worm evolved into Daxin, the king of all insects.
Dakuru sat weakly on the ground, grabbed his hair hard, and said with a bitter smile:
"It turns out that the Drakkari Frost Trolls who claim to be great are just food raised by the Loa gods. They feed on our souls, and we have all been deceived."
Looking at Dakulu's shattered expression, Robbie's secret tunnel plan had initially been successful.
It is not easy to control Drakuru. This basement and the corridor under the statue were accidentally discovered by the Scourge. However, these murals were deliberately forged based on the evolution process of Loa. The purpose
It is for Dakuru to recognize the truth.
Drakuru is no ordinary troll. He is a troll with ideals, courage, and courage. His rise just lacks an opportunity.
Robbie looked at the mural on the wall, showing a slightly disappointed expression, waving his hand and saying: "Dakuru, you are free, the Scourge Legion thanks you for your help."
"What, you are the Scourge?"
Dakuru was surprised and happy, and immediately remembered his mission. He was about to blurt out, but fell into hesitation.
The Zul'Drak Empire is just a breeding ground built by the Loa gods. Is it necessary for such an empire to exist? No, now that we know the truth, we must make changes.
Darkuru secretly made up his mind and finally found the value of his existence.