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Chapter 152 [Excerpts from Tonatiu's Epic]

Excerpted from "The Epic of Tonatiu: The Dawn of Zul'Farrak Chapter 4, Section 16"

On the battlefield, the son of Tonatiu charged with the screen of dawn.

They and the swift dinosaurs are like gods.

They flattened the desert, and thick black mist rose straight into the sky.

The poor Sand Nu tribe lamented and had nowhere to escape.

In this way, Tonatiu made Sandfury struggle and endure the suffering.

Ukzi Shading fled back to Zul'Frakri in a hurry. The miserable pseudo-chief boarded the tower where he could see from a distance and saw Sandfury running away desperately.

Chasing behind him were the incomparable Tonatiu and the ferocious Bwonsamdi.

The puppet chief couldn't help but sigh again and again, and walked down the tower helplessly, and gave these instructions to the troll guarding the tower:

"Immediately open all the doors and let the escaping Sand Furies hide in. Be careful~ close the doors immediately after they come in, because the terrible Tonatiu is chasing after you. Don't let him break in too."

, otherwise, our end will come soon.

I'm really worried about whether Shanu can see the sun tomorrow~"

After hearing this, the guard unlatched the door and opened all the doors, giving Sandfury, who was running away, a chance to survive.

In order to prevent them from being massacred, Luoluzi tried to resist, but his chief wanted him to die.

The rational Luluzi was given up. He knelt down in front of Tonatiu wisely and rationally and ushered in his real life.

The poor Sandfury Trolls and Ukzi Sandding were covered in dust as they ran, their mouths were dry and they were still running wildly.

Behind them are the fierce Sons of Tonatiu and the ferocious Bwonsamdi minions.

Ukoz Sandding still kept his ridiculous intention in his mind, wanting to resist the coming of dawn in Zul'Farrak.

If the foolish martyr Seka hadn't stepped forward to inspire the miserable Sandfury Troll, and the young and ignorant Nekrum fought against it, the sons of Tonatiu would have probably gone straight in and smashed the Sandfury Troll.

The struggle of death injected the last courage into Ukoz Sandding. He leaned on a dead tree, shrouded in the mist opened by the burning of the tiny ancestors of the Sandfury Trolls, ready to protect him at all times and ward off the terrifying.

Death attack.

The young and ignorant Nekrum stopped and stood, waiting for the sons of Tonatiu to rush over. Although he mustered up all his courage, his heart was still beating uneasily, and he said to himself uneasily:

"Loa! What should I do? If I flee to the city like others,

Sooner or later, he will be trampled down by the sons of Tonatiu and die sadly~

Or I should abandon the other Sandfury Trolls being hunted by Bwonsamdi, find another path, cross the vast Tanaris Desert, and escape into the salt marshes of Thousand Needles.

Hide there, wait for everything to subside, take a bath in the sea, wash away the blood, change your name, and then return to Zul'Farrak.

But why am I so conflicted inside?

Perhaps the sons of Tonatius will find me fleeing to the plain, and they will catch up with me and kill me.

At that time, I will have no power to fight back,

Because they are the most powerful among the trolls~

Why don't I bravely fight them in the city? After all, they are mortal bodies and cannot withstand the charge of sharp spears.

They are so brave, but Tonatiu insists on giving them glory~"

After weighing this, he stood up, eagerly waiting for the sons of Tonatiu to come over and fight to the death. Like a ferocious desert crawler, he bumped into a hunter as soon as he stepped out of the jungle.

But he had no fear and calmly listened to the roar of the raptors and the weird laughter of the Bwonsamdi bones.

He still wanted to rush forward and fight, either you die or I die.

The son of Nezet, Nekrum, who is young and ignorant but still has hope of being saved, is determined to fight to the death with the sons of Tonatiu.

He held the spear in his hand, pointed it at Dawn, and shouted like this, no doubt, "You must think that you can capture Zul'Farrak today~ But this is a wishful thinking, it is not that easy~

In our city, there are many warriors and Sandfury Trolls who fight bloody battles for their parents, wives and children.

Although you are brave and fierce, in this place, you will obey the destiny and go to death~"

After that, he first threw the heavy spear, and the tip of the spear was held by Tonatiu who fell from the sky and was crushed.

The palms of the gods are extremely tough and cannot be pierced.

The sons of Tonatiu also raised their spears behind him, preparing to throw them at Nekrum, but Tonatiu spared the stupid Nekrum, this stupid boy was young and ignorant.

He said: "Kneel down. Sand Furies, kneel down. From today onwards there will be no more Sand Furies. You are all the children of Tona and Tiu. Kneel down, Sand Furies, kneel down~"

Nekrum knelt down.

He is safe and sound.

He is no longer Sandfury.

The Sand Furies also knelt down, and they turned and followed the sons of Tonatiu, together with the other children of Zul'Farrak, and they swore an oath together~

"We will bring dawn to Zul'Farrak~"

"This light and dawn are gifts from Tonatiu~"

"Resistance will only bring blood and Bwonsamdi's gaze~"

"Kneel down ~ everyone kneel down ~"

Singing his blessings, the children of Zul'Farrak and the sons of Tonatiu rushed into the darkness of Zul'Farrak, bringing dawn to the deserted city.

Kneel down, trolls everywhere knelt down. They all chanted his name, and his grace made them turn around and kneel down. Zul'Farrakri, except for the Sons of Tonatiu and Bwonsamdi, all knelt down.

.

The pseudo-chief climbed to the central pyramid, which is the holy land of Zul'Farrak, where the ancestral spirits of the trolls sang hymns to Tonatiu ~

Ukozi Sandding saw all the children of Zul'Farrak kneeling under his gaze~

No sand fury.

Sandfury is gone.

Ukzi Shading turned around and ran away. He still had another place to go. There was a filthy pool there. That was the pseudo-chief's last hope~

He went.

Next to the filthy pool, the false chieftain was crying and laughing. This Ukozi Shading, who was driven crazy by Gazrilla, thought it could help him.

"Gaz'rilla! Help the Sandfury Trolls! They want to bring dawn to Zul'Farrak. This is not the abomination that should appear in our filthy kingdom~"

Ukozi Shading jumped into the filthy pool, taking with him the ancestral spirit of Shanu for thousands of years.

The ancestor spirits roared.

But Ukoz Shading was desperate, and Gazrilla writhes with joy~

Ukozi Sandding and Sandfury, as well as their ancestral spirits, disappeared into the filthy pool~

Gazrilla woke up.

It is ecstatic and rampant, and it chants the names of the polluters, its creators.

They are Thousand-Handed N'Zoth~

It says that it lurks in the ocean and will surely overturn the continent, causing all living things to turn into blood while wailing~

They are Thousand-Eyed C'Thun~

It said it was not far away, and its words would make even the most sacred stone corrupt. When it opened its door, not even the giant dragon could leave~

They are Yogg-Saron the Thousand-Maw~

It says that it is in the far north, and its throat is the abyss. This abyss will make even the world surrender and even nature will fall~

Gazrella.

Stupid beast.

It still wants to sing.

But his friend, Bwonsamdi doesn't want to hear it!

Bwonsamdi descended laughing.

"Ah? Then you go and keep company with your other two masters~"

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