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So what's next? What should I do?

- Malagos thought desperately.

Zujin is gone, and Zuaman is about to become an eternal disgrace that has been occupied by humanity and engraved in the history of the Amani Empire.

Oh no, even the Amani Empire no longer exists, and Malagos saw several human soldiers in red robes (the color of the robes of Fort Riptide) dragging several of their own compatriots from the bottom of the temple and cutting off their heads, as if these humans were a race called "Trolls".

Malagos did not believe that any members of the Amani tribe would survive when the humans left Zuaman, and before the final battle began, he had just carried out Zujin's order to gather all the Amani tribes, as well as the troll tribes that were part of the Amani Empire, to Zuaman.

It's over, it's over, the Amani Empire, which has lasted for tens of thousands of years or more, has finally collapsed today, and whether His Majesty Zujin is the emperor or not, he has become the last emperor of the Amani Empire.

Zujin was a little bit of a well-deserved death when he died on the battlefield, but what about Malagos himself?

"Maragos, let's go. ”

Just as the chief witch doctor of the Amani Empire was thinking, Caldara's voice reached his ears.

"Where are you going?"

Marragus muttered.

"Back to Zandalara, there's no point in staying here. As you can see, the Amani Empire has fallen, and humanity ...... What a terrible creature!"

Caldara's voice remained soft, as if all that had happened had nothing to do with him.

"Zandalar ......"

Malagos muttered the name, feeling bitterness in his mouth.

Once upon a time, Malagos longed to have his own place in the Zandalar clan, and even if it was just a small assistant, he could have access to more magical witchcraft.

But Malagos did not expect that when he could one day return to Zandalar again, he would do so at the cost of the destruction of his own clan and his country.

Seeing that Malagos was silent, Caldara seemed to understand the disciple's feelings, so he walked up to Malagos and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"Relax, Marragus. Even though Zujin is dead and the Amani Empire is falling, for us at least we have witnessed a piece of history, haven't we? When you get to Zandalah, you will understand that even the great Zur will be jealous of you because of this experience. ”

Caldara said to Malagos with a smile.

"......Why? Is it rare for animal gods to fight with other powerful beings? Or ...... What happened to His Majesty Zujin ......"

Malagos looked up and looked at Caldara in bewilderment.

What had happened in the past few days had been a big shock to Maragos, who had seen for the first time the overwhelming body and power of the Red Dragon Queen's Life Bound Oath, Alex Stasana, and for the first time he had seen the four god enchantments that could always be the power of other gods.

At the same time, Malagos was witnessing the birth of an artificial deity for the first time, and he had never imagined that Zujin would one day become a true deity, even if it lasted less than a day.

But was all this strange to the great Zendalar Prophet Zur?

Malagos didn't think so, because just a few days ago, Caldara had revealed that the Zandalar clan had killed an animal god under the leadership of Zur.

"No, no, these are strange things, but for the great Zur they are far from worthy of his jealousy, and I am referring to the coming of the One who ...... being."

Caldara's gaze was full of fascination, and his tone was long and peculiar.

"Which one?"

Malagos asked, confused.

Caldara smiled and did not answer his disciple's question, but turned his gaze back to the temple in the distance, where he knew the blue-dressed, human-looking maiden was there.

The only true god of the world of Azeroth...... I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see the scene of her arrival, and I wonder if the great Zur will regret not catching up with this trip to Zuaman after knowing this?

- A satisfied smile appeared on Caldara's lips, then she turned and grabbed Malagos by the shoulder, and as if a breeze was blowing, she suddenly disappeared with her disciple.

The vast altar suddenly became empty, and among the countless such altars and temples in the city of Zuaman, trolls were constantly being dragged to the ground by the soldiers of Riptide Fortress from their vaults or underground warehouses, and stabbed into hedgehogs with razor-sharp spears.

This time, it was the trolls' turn to cry and scream, but this time, as they had done in their inhumane crimes outside Riptide, there was no mercy for their enemies.

In the midst of the screams, the corpses of the trolls covered the stairs of every temple and altar in the city of Zuaman, and the blood they flowed pooled into small red streams that flowed down the lanes between the temples until they disappeared into the crimson-brown soil.

The rise of an empire is destined to be accompanied by a sea of corpses and blood of countless enemies, and when the empire falls, the same situation is inflicted on the inhabitants of the empire who were once invincible.

The Amani tribe and other trolls paid the price of blood for Zujin's ambition and brutality, and with the witness of their severed limbs, Zuaman, the forest troll sanctuary that had lasted for tens of thousands of years, finally came to the brink of destruction.

The age of trolls is over, and humanity, a race that has not been present for long in the world of Azeroth, is showing its allies and enemies alike their strength and determination to never give in.

The demise of one race is also the beginning of the rise of another.

……

A month later, in the palace of Lordaeron, in the study of King Terenus.

Arthas sat at his father's desk, staring blankly at the parchment letters in front of him, as if the events of a month earlier were just a dream.

However, for the Lordaerons, this was no simple dream.

Thousands of Lordaeron families have lost their loved ones, and although the gold and jewels that Alsace brought back from the city of Zuaman have given them a considerable amount of relief, Alsace knows that this will not make up for the loss.

However, more Lordaerons are proud and excited, humanity has been suppressed for far too long since the Orc invasion began.

This time, the human army took the initiative to attack their enemies and succeeded in accomplishing feats that even Emperor Soladin had not accomplished, completely erasing the forest trolls, a brutal race that had fought against humans for thousands of years, from the continent.

When the army entered the royal city of Lordaeron in triumph, the crowd was as enthusiastic as when the news of the orc's defeat came six years ago.

For Arthas, this triumph undoubtedly filled another regrettable memory in his heart.

In the original time stream, the last expedition of Alsace was in Northrend, in the far north.

However, on that occasion, when all the Lordaerons, including Arthas' father, King Terenus, thought his son had returned victorious, Arthas killed his father with his own hands during that great triumphal celebration, bringing destruction and death to the rich and stable kingdom.

Despite the darkness that had already sunk in the darkness, Arthas could clearly remember what had happened, and the faces of the citizens of Lordaeron were filled with surprise

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