"Endless years ago, a dark iron curtain fell on the trolls and the world that had not yet emerged from ignorance."
"This Iron Curtain is called the Aqir Empire."
"At this time, Zandalari stood up. Zandalari shouldered the burden of controlling the troll empire and declared war on the Yaqir bugs."
"Countless loa and creatures sided with the trolls, and the invincible Azyagi began to taste defeat."
"The Loa defeated the angels of the bugs, and the trolls defeated the bugs at the cost of countless lives."
"Although they have temporarily repelled the aqir swarm, the trolls know that the threat of the enemy has not been eliminated. If the swarm is allowed to do evil, the Iron Curtain will definitely return."
"The trolls soon realized that simply killing the bugs was not enough. Once they escaped underground, they would establish new territories and come back again."
"Under the guidance of Zandalari, the trolls dispersed across the world, hunting down the bugs and their angels."
"After once again paying the price of countless lives, the trolls brought tranquility and peace to the world."
"The trolls scattered in every corner of the world have built their homes with vitality and built temple cities."
"The trolls received the world's reward, and the troll empire enveloped the world."
The voice of the God King was clear and clear, penetrating the rain curtain and reaching every troll's ears.
What he said, except for some high-level priests and Zul, who were familiar with the trolls and advanced intellectuals, all the remaining trolls were fascinated by it——
It turns out that our ancestors were once so wealthy!!!
The result of the trolls' decadence of decadence is that other tribes have become barbaric and primitive, not even as good as their ancestors.
Even most of the Zandalari trolls don't know the secrets of their past history. They know that the Zandalari once ruled the troll empire, and the troll empire once ruled the world.
Now it is up to the Loa to "salute" collectively - at least in the eyes of the trolls, their salute is like bowing down to the God King.
These historical secrets were told bit by bit by the god-king who was "certified" by the Loa, and the Zandalari trolls had almost no doubts.
Suddenly, a feeling of "turns out my ancestors were once so awesome" pervaded the hearts of the trolls.
Noticing the collective emotions of the trolls, Tonatiu's clear voice changed, and his tone began to become deeper, with a hint of hatred for iron.
"After ruling the world for who knows how many years, ignorance has returned."
"The troll empire fell apart, and the trolls began to degenerate due to the struggle for power. The troll tribes continued to have wars, and they began to turn a deaf ear to the voice of the world."
"turn out……"
The rapid turn of the God King's words prevented most of the Zandalari trolls from reacting. He had already spread his hands towards them - "The troll empire has fallen to this level only because of its own fault!"
"Zandalari stay on Zandalari Island and don't want to make progress!"
"The Gurubashi hid in the jungle and killed each other, and even started eating trolls!"
"Amani was unable to recover and was struggling to survive under the attack of the enemy."
"Dakkari closed himself off, hiding in the ice and snow and not interacting with other trolls!"
"Faraki is even more miserable. He can only survive in the desert - without my presence, the desert trolls would be the first troll empire to be destroyed."
Speaking of this, Tonatiu's voice became more and more intense, and he completely assumed the identity of the troll family.
"Today, we stand here! Standing on the land of Zandalar! Standing on Zuldazar, the land watered by the blood and souls of the ancestors of the trolls!"
"In front of me, standing is a race, a tribe that has become complacent in its degradation!"
"Our pride is gone!"
"Even some green-skinned scum from another world dared to come and attack Zuldazar!"
"Do you know what Zuldazar and Zandalar will gain if they win?"
"At that time, those green-skinned scum will ride on Zandalar's neck and dominate. They can trample on the dignity of the trolls at will, the dignity of the most noble empire that once protected the world and ruled the world!"
"Tell me, will you choose to be a brave warrior like the sacrificed Toga and Akunda, or be a slave!!"
"I don't need your answer! Because I have defeated those green-skinned scum for you! Under my protection, you don't have to worry about those green-skinned people!!"
"But how long can I protect you? The world is becoming increasingly turbulent, and now green-skinned scum from another world can descend on Zandalar! In the future, more powerful and terrifying enemies will descend on our world!"
"That would be a more terrifying enemy than Aziyaki! The old Zul Empire is no longer there!"
"The only one who can protect you and protect the world is the new Zul Empire - a new empire that will once again rule the trolls and even include other races that love the world!"
"I, Tonatiu. After knowing the truth of this world, I have been working hard to build such an empire - a world empire that allows all trolls and other intelligent creatures to live together without worrying about enemies!"
"Azeroth, the soil we walk on, this is our world, and it is the mother who gave birth to the trolls!"
"As the first glorious empire, I can proudly declare that we are the eldest sons of this world!"
"Troll is the eldest son of Azeroth!! Tell me, in the inheritance of trolls, what responsibilities should the eldest son of the family bear?!!"
"I don't know the habits of the Zandalari and other tribes, but in the desert, the eldest son of the Falaki trolls can enjoy the greatest power."
"However, while enjoying rights, we must also shoulder the greatest responsibility of protecting the family!"
"The world is our mother, the world is a family. And the troll is the eldest son in the family."
"Lower your heads, my compatriots. Don't always look up at the sky. That's the endless dark void! That's where all enemies come from!"
"Lower your heads, my compatriots. Look at Azeroth, which you have trampled under your feet, and look at your mother who raised everything!"
"As the eldest son, you should have awe and reverence for Him! Mother of Azeroth! The mother who reproduces all things!"
"I, Tonatiu swear."
"As the eldest son of the world, I will definitely lead the tribe of the eldest son - the trolls! I will lead the trolls to protect Him to the death!"
"Long live Azeroth! Long live the world's firstborn! Long live the trolls!"
"We are the firstborn sons of the world!"
By the end of the speech, the God King was already hoarse and put all his emotions into the impromptu speech.
His manic emotions even affected the system, and he accumulated countless huge bursts of faith.
As his emotions rose and his words boomed, the endless rain and dark clouds quickly receded with Tonatiu as the center.
When the last words "We are the firstborn sons of the world" were uttered, his voice could be heard throughout Zuldazar, and Dazar'alor, shrouded in the rainy season, also changed with surprise.
The rain curtain disappeared, the dark clouds dispersed, and Zandalari's rainy season, which had been customary for tens of thousands of years, disappeared.
After the manic emotions were vented, there were bursts of relief in his heart. Tonatiu looked down at the trolls under the cloudless sky.
Their eyes are bloodshot.
Their emotions boiled over.
The God King took a deep breath.
He raised his hands, as if embracing the world, and looked at the Loamen in the sky in front of him.
"I, Tonatiu."
The God King spoke his name for the fourth time today.
"In the name of the eldest son of the world, I command Toga, Akunda and... Sirik to be resurrected!"
A scene happened that made the Loas fear the God King from now on.
The eldest son of the world follows his words.
Loa the turtle, Loa the thunder lizard who died for Zandalari, and even Loa the bat who died "inexplicably".
Under the gaze of countless trolls and loa, under a cloudless sky.
