As time passed, Tonatiu had been staying in Zandalari for half a month.
Lezan was finally cured after being dug out several tons of flesh by Tonatiu.
Then he rested for a while and basically recovered, although he might be weak for a while.
At that time, he could return to the world. Talanji and himself, as well as many of the priests of Zansul, were eager to see him come back.
Change the current situation in which Zul, the Zandalari Empire, is arrogant, monopolizing power, and moving crazily towards the Desert Troll King.
Lazan, Talanji, and the priests didn't know that even if Lazan came back, he wouldn't be able to make any trouble.
Tonatiu and Bwonsamdi, the god of death, have reached an unspeakable troll py deal.
By then, even if Tonati'u is not in Zandalari, Rezan and Talanji will face Bwonsamdi, who is starting to become tougher, and the prophet Zul who can play them in the palm of his hand.
Zul + Bwonsamdi are probably the two most terrifying combinations of old bastards in the Troll Kingdom.
A grumpy and straightforward Lezan, a childish Zandalari princess, facing off against an old and cunning combination...
Tonatiu expressed his disapproval.
What's more, Tonatiu can come back at any time. At worst, he will spend a lot of money to defeat Laizan!
This afternoon.
It's raining again in Dazar'alor.
On the huge Zandalari Island, during this time of year, there will be continuous heavy rains in other places except the ghost place in Vol'dun Desert.
This is the rainy season of the year.
Giant seal.
At the door of the stone chamber, which was huge enough to accommodate Titan creations, Tonatiu stood by the door, reaching out to catch the raindrops dripping from the eaves.
Cold, clear and pleasant, the dark prophet's current mood.
The Dark Prophet stood behind him, hunched over, looking contentedly at the Zandalar Empire under the crazy rain.
"This rain is really heavy. Right, Your Majesty..." Zul said softly. "But after the rainy season is over. The abundant rain in this year's rainy season will make the crops in the field have better harvests in the new year. This
It’s a good sign, this year will be Zandalari’s biggest harvest in 100 years!”
"Ha~" Tonatiu took back his hand that was playing with water and shook off the raindrops on it. One or two raindrops splashed on Zul's face, and the old troll wiped it away with a smile, not minding at all.
On the contrary, Tonatiu himself was a little embarrassed, but there was no need to apologize for such a trivial matter. He could only change the subject and asked:
"Prophet, what you just said was a prophecy?"
"...Well. That's right." Zul wiped away the rain and said intoxicatedly: "Zandalari's granary will be more satisfied than ever. The existing granary can't even accommodate it. There will be a lot of rats. I think the empire will be full this year.
More granaries should be built. At the same time, His Majesty Ghani’s children should be allowed to move in, or a lot of cats should be bought from humans..."
His Majesty Garni is Loa, the slender jaw dragon. He has many honorific titles and vocations, including the God of Scavengers, the God of Garbage, the Protector of Scavengers, the God of Abandonment, the God of Garbage, the King of Thieves, and the Lord of Servants.
Lord, Keeper of Secrets, God of Secrets...
As the Lephignathosaurus Loa, his descendants of course refer to the Lephignathosaurus...
Except for Garni himself, other Lesognathosaurus don't really like picking up garbage. Picking up garbage is just Garni's own hobby.
In Zandalari, Lesognathus, like other dinosaurs, lived happily in symbiosis with the trolls.
Each dinosaur that coexists with trolls has its own abilities. For example, Velociraptor and Pterodactyl can be used as mounts, Devilsaur is a terrifying war machine, and Ceratopsaurus and Brontosaurus are strong camels.
The little Lesognathus can happily coexist with the trolls because they like to eat mice...
That's right, the Zandalari trolls raise them just like humans raise cats. Wild slender jaw dragons are wild cats in Dazar'alor, and their status is similar to wild cats.
Tonatiu looked at Zul who was in a good mood and knew that he should believe in the correctness of his prediction.
If Zul's predictions were 100% accurate every time, even Tonatiu would be very envious.
He suddenly asked curiously: "Prophet, have your predictions never been wrong?"
This question is a bit abrupt, even a bit rude. It's like an earthling running under an overpass and suddenly asking a fortune teller if his fortune is accurate.
This is definitely a provocation to the fortune-telling half-immortal.
Zul didn't seem to mind, he even seemed to think about it for a moment, and then smiled:
"...Well, Your Majesty, so far, the voice of the world I have delivered has never been missed."
It is precisely in this way that he has such confidence in his prophecy.
Seeing his confident look, Tonatiu took the opportunity to ask the question that had been on his mind for the past few days.
"You are convinced that I will be the king of the trolls, and I am very happy about this. I also think that I will make the troll empire glorious again." Tonatiu said.
"Is there no need to be so impatient during our operation? As time goes by, the trolls will know that I am the real master of trolls. Time is with us, prophet..."
"Your Majesty..." Zur rarely interrupted Tonatiu. He sighed, and the good expression brought by his good mood seemed to become a little bad when Tonatiu said this.
Tonatiu was a little uneasy, not because he was worried that Zul would be unhappy, but because he thought that Zul was so impatient for him that he even felt like betraying Zandalari.
But I still questioned him. It seemed very unhuman to do this, even though he is indeed not a human now, but a troll.
Zur's face, which has begun to age, showed a worried look. He said: "Actually, I don't want to be so impatient. If the world hadn't told me that we must be faster, faster, and faster. I would also like to take it slow.
Lao Zul is already hundreds of years old, so what does it matter if he waits for hundreds or hundreds of years?"
"Is it a prophecy that makes you feel the need to do this? What makes you so impatient?" Looking at his expression, Tonatius asked curiously.
"Yes." Zul said softly. "Two years ago, I saw that you would become the Lord of Trolls. But the Voice of the World said that you will go through many hardships, so will the trolls, and so will this world."
"Later, when I learned that you were in Un'Goro Crater, I saw some other things..."
"I saw two gates that would be opened, and the crazy enemies of the world would rush out from the gates. The Troll Empire would bear the brunt..."
"Those two gates, one is yellow and the other is green. If the trolls are not united or you have enough power before the gate is opened, it will be a disaster for the trolls and a disaster for the world.
.”
"That's why I..."
Zul was still whispering why he was so impatient and crazily promoting Tonatiu's influence.
But Tonatius was already stunned by what he said before.
