Elune bloomed with her brilliance in the sky, and the silver moonlight covered the earth.
On the left is a large pit burning with green fire, and on the right is a magic circle filled with blood. The open space in front of the city gate on the second level is unprecedentedly chaotic and lively.
As soon as Rastakhan fell from the sky, he saw the devil raging on his territory with his eyes wide open.
"Kill them!"
Worried about the safety of his beloved daughter, the Zandalari God King did not hesitate to give the order to attack the trolls.
Rastari enforcers and royal guards, as well as the deformed giant trolls, roared and rushed towards the six hellfires climbing up in the pit.
Before the hellfires could figure out the situation, or even see the target that the master who called them here wanted them to kill, they were overwhelmed by the power and army of Zandalari.
At this critical moment when the Dinosaur Festival is about to open, we were killed by the blood trolls and demons in such a central place.
The life or death of the princess is uncertain.
His Majesty the God King was furious.
The Zandalari soldiers have been disgraced. If they don't do something, even if Rastakhan doesn't hold them accountable, they won't be able to face the trolls.
Therefore, facing the battle between 6 hellfires, the trolls simply risked their lives. With the help of the royal guards and giant trolls who were about the same size as the hellfires, they beat the 6 ferocious demons until they roared and screamed in anger, but there was nothing they could do.
Seeing this, Tonatiu opened his mouth, but said nothing in the end.
He could feel that these hellfires were coming towards him, and now the Zandalari trolls were beating them, as if they were taking the blame for himself.
At this time, the tall Zandalari troll, Zilal, and a hunchbacked troll wearing a golden mask walked up to Tonatiu.
"Are you Tonatiu of Falaki?" asked the troll who was as tall as Tonatiu and had thick and long fangs.
"Yes." Tonatiu probably guessed who he was.
He was so tall, and so respected by the trolls. Lal, who had a high status in Zandalari, followed him respectfully, and several Zandalari trolls who looked not simple at all also followed him step by step.
In Zandalari, who else but the god-king Rastakhan could have such treatment?
"Very good. I'm very happy that there is a hero like you among the trolls!" Rastakhan said perfunctorily. "I'm sorry! My daughter is in danger and I have to save her. We can do it later.
Let’s talk.”
Tonatiu wanted to say something.
The hunchbacked old troll wearing a golden mask behind Rastakhan shook his head at him.
Tonatiu didn't know why.
Rastakhan had already bypassed him and walked towards the bloody mist-filled battlefield.
The old troll wearing a golden mask followed Rastakhan. When he passed by him, he looked at him with a pair of shining eyes, smiled and whispered: "Hello, Your Majesty. I am Zul.
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Rastakhan, who was not far ahead, heard him speak, paused slightly, and then continued to move forward.
"Hello, Your Majesty the Prophet." Tonatiu couldn't help but take a few more glances at the future number one villain of Zandalari.
The Prophet Zul is the eldest member of the Chanchuri Council and a long-time friend of the God-King himself.
He has shown an amazing gift of foresight since childhood. He has spent his childhood in pain. He predicted many dark futures and even the division of the world. He himself was also tortured by these illusions.
His predictions were accurate down to the last detail, and they never failed.
Others feared his abilities, and there were even rumors that it was his words that caused these disasters, hence the nickname "Dark Prophet".
Although he saved many people with his prophecies, more and more people wanted his life.
As he gets older, Zul gradually becomes more tactful. He will still make his predictions, but he has learned to choose his words. While predicting some major disasters, he will also come to your door like an ordinary prophet.
Seeking guidance, Zandalari suggested some ways to make money and luck.
In the Zanchuli Council, Zul relied on his prophetic ability to adjust the timing of sowing and harvesting throughout the empire, and instructed the best military dispatch, which brought huge advantages to the Zandalari Empire.
Privately, he is the most trusted friend of the god-king Rastakhan, and they are all eager to make the Zandalari Empire the overlord of the world again.
In the game's plot.
Zul even predicted the occurrence of the Cataclysm.
He claimed that a giant steel dragon would tear apart the world and cause a terrifying tsunami, while snake-bodied monsters from the bottom of the sea would surge in and sweep across the Zandalari Island.
Zandalari will be unable to avoid sinking.
However, at that time, Rastakhan lost interest in state affairs because of the loss of his wife.
He listened to the prophet's advice in one ear and out the other.
In the end, he took the trouble to hand over the golden fleet to Zul and let him go to sea to "find a new living space."
Other members of the Zanchuli Council were already dissatisfied with Zul's status. They noticed the gap between the prophet and the god-king, and began to oppose Zul's proposal with all their strength, claiming that his prophecies were only for seeking a higher status.
power and fame.
They also scorned Zul when he organized a fleet and contacted "lower" troll races around the world.
The Ancient Gods, Azshara, Mogu, Faraki, Gurubashi, Amani... In order to revive the trolls and save Zandalari, he used all possible means.
In the end, he can be said to have succeeded or failed.
The success was in the plan to resurrect G'huun, who almost never made a mistake.
The blood troll worked hard for thousands of years and failed to succeed, but it only took him more than ten years to succeed.
However he also failed.
Because he believed that G'huun, who could revitalize Zandalar and revive the troll empire, was actually a weak pseudo-ancient god.
They were simply killed by the combined forces of the Horde and Alliance, and Zandalari almost fell into ruin.
Compared to everything Bezul has done for the trolls and the Zandalari Empire, neither Rastakhan nor the Council of Zan'zul combined can match him in the slightest.
The Zansul Council only wants to squeeze out the Grand Speaker, the Prophet, and is eager to compete for power in the council.
After the death of his wife, Rastakhan's ambition to reciprocate was gone forever, and he became a mediocre man from then on.
Only Zul has been working diligently and never gave up on the great cause of saving Zandalari and reviving the trolls.
The only pity is.
It was that he went in the wrong direction at the very beginning. No matter how hard he worked in the wrong direction, he still failed in the end.
This is his failure.
It was also Zandalari's failure.
After his death, Zandalar ceased to be known as the Troll Empire, and eventually could only gradually become a vassal of the tribe. If not a vassal, the country would be destroyed.
From the conspiracy all the way to the final giving up of life, everything is for Zandalari and the trolls.
