This is a large tropical rain forest in the northeast of Dazar'alor, where many wild animals live.
Mainly various dinosaurs, and animals and plants that have adapted to life in the rainforest.
Because it rained heavily not long ago.
It's still wet everywhere.
The prelude to the rainy season has left traces here. The rain has taken away most of the smell of blood in the air and washed away the blood on the muddy ground.
Broken corpses, shattered armor, and weapons with holes cut out were still lying on the ground.
The rain may wash away the blood, but it cannot wash away the hatred.
The trolls gathered together, carried the weak Jinrok away, surrounded him, and protected him.
Jin Rok, who was just a strong troll not long ago, now has broken skin all over his body and bleeding from his ears and nose.
It looks like a piece of ceramic has been broken into pieces and then pieced together haphazardly.
It looked extremely miserable.
However, even so, his chest was still heaving, showing that he was still alive and had not yet reported to Bwonsamdi's country.
And more than that, his eyes were wide open, and his pupils were full of desire and hope as he looked ahead.
In front, stood a majestic black body like a mountain.
The huge body of the Nergigante glistened in the sunset, and its black scales reflected the light. It didn't look like black, but rather like gold.
On top of the huge black monster dragon, there is a tall troll sitting cross-legged.
He was standing high, looking down at the orcs and the two Gronns below.
Two powerful monsters. It seems that they should be Gronn, a specialty of Draenor. They were captured by the orcs and strengthened with evil energy.
Their appearance is very similar to that of ordinary Yilongs. The difference is that they have some green evil energy patterns on their bodies, a single green eye, and a faint horn-like thing on their shoulders.
Their mutation doesn't seem to be complete enough. At least they haven't completely grown Gul'dan's demonic horns like the demon-blooded Gronn in the game.
Even if they haven't completed the alienation, their strength, size, and momentum are already astonishing.
After arriving at the Zandalar port, Tonatiu did not delay much with Zul.
Whether the Zandalari Trolls suffered heavy losses or the Zandalari Trolls failed in this war, it was not in line with his interests and goals.
After asking about the orcs' offensive, he immediately led the expeditionary force to land.
The expeditionary force passed through Zuldazar, came out from the gate to the west of Dazar'alor, and headed straight for Tal'Gurub.
Three days have passed since the Zul Empire's expeditionary force arrived in Zuldazar.
The army is still on its way.
At this time, Dassaro is already in the early stages of the rainy season. Daily precipitation is gradually increasing, and the already very humid forest is becoming even more humid.
A large-scale march under such circumstances would obviously not be able to go very fast. Even with the help of Zandalari trolls who had adapted to this kind of climate, it would still be the same.
The army is on its way.
Tonatiu rode the Nergigante and set off for the destination in advance.
He took action many times along the way.
Helped many Zandalari troll warriors to eliminate the orcs and blood troll coalition fighting them.
As of today, the number of orcs or blood trolls who have died at his hands has exceeded 500.
Today he was a little further north here, after clearing out a group of orc wolf cavalry.
After receiving a prompt from the system, there is a fanatical believer here who is enlarging his moves.
This believer who is rated as excellent or above is ready to burn himself. He will sacrifice his soul and body in exchange for strength in one go.
To put it simply, it is self-destruction.
Tonatiu was not far from here, so he rushed over immediately, just in time to stop Jinrok's self-destruction.
It's just that Jin Rok's act of burning his life has begun. Even if it has not been officially completed, his body is still in pieces at this time.
If there is no extraordinary rescue and his situation is allowed to continue, then this respectable troll who is willing to sacrifice himself will have no choice but to report to Bwonsamdi's country.
The extermination dragon's huge body, ferocious appearance, and ferocious appearance brought great oppression to the orcs and blood trolls.
The orcs who drank demonic blood are indeed fierce, not afraid of death, and have little sense.
But a little reason is still reason. This remaining reason made the officers among the orcs not dare to let their men rush forward immediately.
The commander-in-chief of the coalition army of more than 1,000 people was a strong and muscular orc with long flowing hair and dark green body. He looked like he had drunk a lot of demon blood.
This orc officer, after Tonatiu and Nergigante arrived, took out a horn from somewhere and blew the horn.
Under the suppression of this flowing long-haired officer, the beast-blood coalition army confronted the trolls, so they did not immediately start fighting again.
After confirming that these orcs would not attack immediately, Tonatiu felt that it was a pity that such a high-quality believer should die, and decided to save Jinroc.
Nergigante lay lying in front of the orc, he turned around and fell off the Nergigant's tall body.
He landed steadily in front of Jinrok, who was surrounded by Zandalari trolls. This respectable troll was breathing less and taking in more air. It seemed that he had not long to live.
His arrival caused the trolls to disperse and make room for him.
He didn't expect that this fanatical believer was actually a dual professional, which was a very good talent.
Moreover, judging from the system prompt information, he just converted to me not long ago, and he seemed to be just a civilian before.
The speed of upgrading, the powerful talent, and the quality of being willing to sacrifice himself and save other trolls.
Tonatiu felt that he could not let Bwonsamdi take advantage of him. After all, his kingdom of the dead had not yet been truly established, and the trolls that died now were still under the control of Bwonsamdi.
Looking at the troll who was too weak to speak and could hardly even open his eyes, his eyes revealed dependence and faith.
Tonatiu sighed.
He stretched out his right hand, faced Jinrok, and said softly: "Return. Troll. Return, my believer. It's not time to go to Bwonsamdi's country. I still want you to fight for me."
Jinrok's lips moved.
He wants to talk.
But he was so weak that he had no strength.
"The system will give 1/10 of the trauma divinity I obtained from Adal to him."
"Then use the power of faith to strengthen his body."
Instructing the system like this, Tonatiu's nails on his right hand cut open the skin of his fingertips and squeezed out a drop of golden blood.
The golden blood was glowing on his hand. The trolls around him who saw all this didn't even know what it ate, but their bodies and souls were craving for the golden blood at the same time.
It is an instinctive desire that low-level beings cannot suppress when they see the ladder of evolution that allows them to evolve like high-level beings.
This is golden blood, which was sprinkled directly on Jinrok's broken body by Tonatiu.
At the same time, the power of faith and divinity began to be poured into the troll's body.
Jinrok was enveloped in a dazzling light, which forced the surrounding trolls to retreat uncontrollably.
"In my name, Tonatiu."
"From this day forward, Jinrok Breaker will be your name."
