There are no clouds in the sky and the sky is clear.
The sun poured down on the ancient city, just like He had done countless times in the past tens of thousands of years, making the Troll's ancient capital shine like a golden city.
Tonatiu sat at the top of the throne of the giant's sealed palace, the same position where the star soul's will descended yesterday.
The difference was that yesterday Talanji was sitting there with him, but today he was sitting alone.
Talanji was "hurt".
You may not be able to go out to the ground for a few days.
After all, she is still too young.
But fortunately, with the troll's body's recovery ability, even an injury of this degree would be relatively painful for her.
If he were a petite human woman, he would most likely not be able to bear it and would be seriously injured even if he died. After all, he is two heads taller than Modera at that time, and Modera's body size is not considered petite among human women.
Tonatiu looked at Zul who had a beaming expression on his face. This expression was extremely rare for a prophet. The God King knew that this old guy might know something.
The old guy is a prophet, not just an ordinary prophet who fools people, but the prophet Zul who has been passed down by the trolls for a long time.
Moreover, what happened last night was obviously arranged by him, and he would know that it was normal.
Tonatiu decided not to look at his old face. He looked at the members of the Zanchuli Council and spoke directly:
"We are summoned here today. It is not for anything else, but for the expedition of the Golden Fleet."
"His Majesty."
Tonatiu didn't want to pay attention to Zul, but Zul was the first to respond to him: "Zandalar's athletes at sea have long been prepared. The golden fleet and the Zul Empire Navy can set off at any time."
"Okay." I can't ignore the old guy. Things within the trolls can't get around him no matter what, especially Zandalari.
"I plan to leave 1/3 of the navy to defend the sea, and then lead the remaining 2/3 of the navy to set off."
None of the Zandalari trolls stood up to oppose it. Yesterday, Queen Talanji objected, and the other trolls were dissatisfied internally.
But after what happened yesterday, there are many Zandalari trolls who have even reached the point where the God King asked them to jump from the top of the giant seal now, and they will jump without blinking.
Maybe even King Dasa tens of thousands of years ago couldn't do this.
Because even Dasa did not induce the Star Soul World to come and stand for him. The trolls that Tonatiu said were the "eldest sons of the world" were not just a concept created by the God King to give the trolls a good reputation.
In fact, from the perspective of the native creatures and indigenous people of Azeroth, the planet's first civilized race and the first organized troll empire are indeed the eldest son in terms of seniority.
It’s just that no one has ever thought about this before, and no troll has ever promoted it. Tonatiu was the first troll to propose the concept of “the world’s eldest son”, but he only proposed this concept.
The essence of this concept actually already exists in Azeroth.
On the Star Soul platform, Loa obeyed, and he was extremely powerful. One by one, his allies competed with each other to the sky.
No matter how arrogant a Zandalari troll is, he will feel ashamed standing in front of such a god-king. Now Tonatiu is no different in Zandalari than Zutona.
It's all what he says, no trolls question it, no trolls object.
In Tanaris, it took him three years to get to this point.
Coincidentally, in Zandalar, it has been almost three years since he first stood on the land of Zandalar.
Nearly six years.
Tonatiu finally succeeded in uniting the power of the desert trolls and Zandalari trolls, including a small part of the Gurubashi.
Although there is systematic help in this, if you don't do it yourself and try it, it won't be so smooth.
Tonatiu felt very happy about this.
Seeing that none of the trolls objected, Tonatiu, who was in a good mood, simply stated the rest of his plan:
"I will lead the golden fleet to the east. What are we going to do there? Very simple, to hunt down the enemies of the world. If there are no enemies of the world, what will we do?"
"It's still very simple."
"The Gurubashi has been in chaos for too long. Stranglethorn Valley is in smoke. It's time for the Gurubashi and Zul'Gurub to return to the leadership of the God King!"
"Similarly, there is Amani. Zul'Aman hangs alone in the north of the Eastern Continent and has been oppressed by the white-skinned and long-eared people. As the leader of the clan, I will liberate them! Zul'jin is a hero, but his persistence is
Wrong direction!"
"Not only Gurubashi and Amani. Zul'Drak, who has been silent in the north for thousands of years, should also return to the order of the empire! The eternal troll empire must fight together under the banner of Tonatiu!
Just like our ancestors!"
Tonatiu looked at the Zandalari trolls and a few desert trolls who began to get excited because of what he revealed in his words.
A confident smile appeared on his face.
"You heard that right! Saving humanity is just one of the trivial tasks of this Golden Fleet expedition. The power of the dragons and Kaldorei is enough to wipe out the orcs!"
"What the trolls should do at this time is to unify all the troll tribes and twist our forces into one place when there are dragons and Kaldorei blocking the way!"
"I will lead you throughout the land of trolls. I will lead you to conquer the city of the old Zul Empire!"
"We are the liberators of the trolls!"
Having said this, looking at the trolls who were completely aroused, Tonatiu smiled and opened his hands towards them.
"Now, is there anyone willing to stand up and join me as the liberator of trolls?"
Almost instantly.
Almost all the hundreds of troll elites under the throne stood up.
"Zandalari will last forever, and the troll empire will last forever!"
A Zandalari troll roared.
His emotions infected his companions, and suddenly some trolls roared with him: "Zandalar will last forever, and the troll empire will last forever!"
Seeing that Tonatiu had no intention of stopping him, other trolls also joined the shouting queue.
"Zandalari will last forever, and the troll empire will last forever!"
"Zandalari will last forever, and the troll empire will last forever!"
"Zandalari will last forever, and the troll empire will last forever!"
"..."
The shouts of the excited trolls sealed the giant, which was as stable as a golden city, and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Amid the cries of the trolls.
"call……"
Zul sighed lightly.
"very nice."
The prophet whispered to himself.
Then he raised his right hand covered with old troll spots, and said in a loud and powerful voice: "Zandalar will last forever, and the troll empire will last for tens of thousands of years!"
