Surkaru is an orangutan born from its mother's womb, and it eats more than its brothers, so it squeezes out of its siblings and gets the most food, hence its size.

A few years later it roamed the valley and was the most powerful individual in the tribe, courting all the females of the race, even its mother. It took them in, had many offspring with the females, and went out on their own to form their own tribe.

The mothers of its children died, but it was still strong, and its children spread from mountain to mountain, more than its white hairs. The heir was protected under its fists, and it could feel the blood calling.

The new offspring is born from the womb of its female offspring, and their mother is born of its mating with the offspring of its offspring, and it is tired of mating and breeding, and it is happy to watch the offspring grow.

It patrols its territory day and night, protecting every offspring. One day he felt that the valley he was guarding was calling to him, calling him Surkaru, and he realized that he was a white-haired orangutan, and that it was instinctive to shake the valley with its indestructible fur.

Later, a group of strange guys came to Surkaru's territory. They said that they wanted the orangutan to be their god, that Surkaru would gain greater power and better protect the territory, and Surkaru agreed.

The strange creatures fulfilled their claims, killing a hundred creatures that looked like them, and the orangutans became even more powerful.

Every once in a while, the odd creatures kill creatures that look like them, and the orangutans get stronger and stronger. The strange guys say they're trolls, trolls of the Bloodtop Clan.

In the name of Sur Karu, the Bloodtop Trolls begin a war with other trolls in the jungle. Surkaru fulfilled his duty to help the Bloodtop Trolls defeat the other Troll Clans, strengthening the Bloodtop Trolls and making his name known to the other Troll Clans.

Over time, in addition to the Blood-Crowned Trolls, more and more Troll tribes have begun to worship Surkaru.

Surkalu is getting stronger and stronger.

The devotees call it Surkaru, the spirit of the earth. The orangutans in the jungle, if not their descendants or offspring, were all killed or expelled.

On this day, it received a call from believers. A tribe that believes in it needs it to fulfill its obligations, to fulfill its obligations to protect that tribe.

Surkaru received the energy of three believers who sacrificed their souls, and its doppelganger descended on the scene.

The massive Surkaru, condescending to look down on the enemy of the troll clan, a white-skinned humanoid creature no more than its knees high.

Short, without fangs, without thick ears and nose, not a troll, and with many weapons floating around his head that made him feel jealous. It's a creature that Surkaru has never seen before. Instinct told it that the little guy in front of him was full of energy.

Instincts have always been reliable, and it was with his powerful instincts that Surkaru survived the treacherous jungles and became a god worshipped by many troll tribes. The spirits of the earth trust their instincts. But it couldn't abandon the troll tribe, that would be a breach of the contract.

Because he was a doppelganger, Surkaru was worried that he was no match for this small man.

Instead of starting to move as soon as it was summoned, as it had done before, it opened its mouth and rebuked: "Outsider! Leave the territory of the Bloodbranch Clan! Otherwise you will be punished, get out! ”

The little outsider in Surkaru's mouth was already staring at it with bright eyes when it spoke.

The little man was, of course, Orondo, who looked at the primitive animal spirit with interest as Surkaru stared at him.

[Energy analysis completed.] 】

[The special energy is a mixture of troll voodoo energy and faith energy, which has an extremely rare earth rule, and is judged to be a secondary divine creature]

The information parsed by the Eye of Truth appeared at the right time.

The well-informed Elunis whispered to him, "Oh, child. The monster in front of you is a doppelganger of a divine creature that holds a small number of the rules of your world. But don't worry, its doppelganger isn't your match. We can blot it dry, although it tastes average. ”

Orondo nodded.

There isn't much information on trolls in the Dalaran Library, except for a few general books that briefly describe the social class, general distribution, and characteristics of the trolls.

Quel'Salas has been fighting forest trolls for thousands of years, and there should be a lot of research and information about trolls.

However, he didn't stay in the royal library of Silvermoon City for a long time, and he only studied the Zandala language systematically, and he didn't read much about other troll knowledge and materials.

Karazhan's collection does have some scholarly works on troll spellcasters, but Orondo hasn't read them yet - Karazan's collection is too esoteric to even have an eye of truth. Orondo couldn't read at the speed of flipping books like he did in the Great Library of Magic in Dalaran and the Royal Library of Silvermoon City.

With some memories of his past life, and a little detailed library material, Orondo was unfamiliar with the troll's system of spells.

He knew about famous troll gods such as Raizan, Gunke, and Bonsandy, but he really didn't know who the white orangutan in front of him was.

The language of divine beings is similar to the language of demons, which is common to all realms. The language of divine creatures can be understood by the entire intelligent race of Azeroth without special learning.

Orondo understood Surkaru's rebuke, and the mage shrugged, "I'm just passing by. I'm not interested in the Bloodbranch tribe you speak of. The trolls attacked me first, and I fought backhand. ”

Surkaru breathed a sigh of relief.

Its main body is far away in the Valley of Thorns, and this clone was summoned by three very weak sacrificial sacrifices, and it is very weak.

It is best not to fight, although it is not afraid...... What is there to be afraid of, at most, sacrifice this doppelganger and lose the faith of this tribe.

Surkaru wanted to open his mouth and let the other man leave.

It saw the little man smile and continued, "I have no interest in the Bloodbranch Clan. But now I'm interested in you. ”

Surkaru was stunned.

It reacted quickly.

Although no one has taught it anything, it has survived by pure instinct and luck. But of course, the king of orangutans knows that the little man's words of "interest" in it are definitely not a good word.

The troll's hundreds of years of offerings, its own growth, have made Surkaru claim to be the spirit of the earth, one of the gods of the trolls. It may not be as good as the old troll gods, but it has a place in the jungle too!

Surkalu was furious.

"Outsiders! Do you know what you're doing? You're trying to anger a god! It roared.