The truth of the world", "the eldest son of the world", and "the resurrection of the gods", three events that caused a sensation throughout the Zandalar Empire, flew all over the entire Zandalar Troll Empire.

As the troll race with the highest level of education, the highest average IQ, and the most artistic pursuits, Zandalar trolls.

You can quickly understand the rhetoric of "the truth of the world" and "the eldest son of the world", as well as new ideas.

Not to mention the "truth of the world", an ancient secret that most trolls don't know.

But the idea of the "firstborn of the world", for many Zandalar trolls, is nothing more than allowing the Zendalar trolls to expand what they thought of as the "troll's firstborn" concept to the whole world.

Before the God-King spoke this to the trolls about his philosophy of governance, the Zendarar trolls had considered themselves the "troll's eldest son" for an unknown number of years.

For years, Zandalar has been working to strengthen the trolls and protect their tribes.

This is very similar to the god-king's idea of the world's firstborn.

Now that the God-King is saying this, he is simply expanding the idea beyond the troll race to the wider world.

Or are there a lot of Zandalar trolls who don't understand, why should trolls protect other weak races? Is it just because trolls were the first empire?

If you don't understand it, you don't understand it, and most of the Zandalar trolls can still understand the meaning of this.

Knowing and understanding are not the same.

To understand is to know what it means. To understand is to not only understand the meaning, but also accept the content.

"The truth of the world" is opposed by almost no Zandalar troll, and the "eldest son of the world" still has a lot of trolls in the Zandalar trolls.

But that's okay, because the most elite group of Zandalar trolls and Loa almost all agree with the God-King.

Because it was in front of these trolls and the Loa that the god-king showed them "miracles" that the gods could not show.

In full view of the Loa, the God-King resurrected the three fallen gods at the top of the pyramid.

For the Trolls of Zandalara, the God-King's impassioned words could really get their blood pumping.

It's just a boiling of blood.

But coupled with the scene of the three recovered Loa bowing to him, and the other Loa bowing to him.

The "eldest son of the world" in the mouth of the god king is no longer an ethereal empty word, but an iron law that is collectively recognized and obeyed by the Luoa.

The winds blowing towards Zandalar have changed.

Zudasa's voyage also changed.

The trolls' new helmsman stepped forward.

A future that has never been explored by trolls in the past, but which seems to be vast, full of sunshine and divine grace, appears before the troll elite.

Zandalar began to metamorphose.

It was at this moment that the Governor of Wharton in Zendala, the young desert troll Lord Zakaze, stepped out of his ship and out of the docks.

The large, long, curved, pointed nostrils sniffed the damp, slightly salty air of the docks, and young Faraki took a deep breath.

Although Wharton's climate is similar to that of his hometown of Tanaris, Zachadze loves his hometown from the bottom of his heart.

However, when he was eight or nine years old, he followed his father by boat from Zurfarak to Zudassa.

It has been more than ten years now.

The taste of his hometown is still in his heart, and his love for Faraki has remained the same, but Zachadze's body has long since become accustomed to the warm and humid climate of Zudasa.

Going to Wharton to be a governor for more than a year also meant that Zachadze spent more than a year in the desert.

The young Mr. Governor quickly adapted to the desert climate - physiologically, he was still a desert troll after all.

The Wharton region is also desert and has a climate very similar to that of his hometown of Tanaris.

Wharton is a desert, but not the desert he loves. Zakhadze was willing to stay in the desert, but the desert he wanted to stay in was not Wharton.

With a few retinues, Zachadze left the docks in a low-key manner, and he was going to take up his duties in Zanshur.

The docklands are not as bustling as they once were, but they are still bustling.

The news of the end of the war was swift.

The human merchants of Kurtiras are still hesitating, and the goblin merchants of Andermai have already arrived in a hurry.

Compared to the love of money, human greed still does not compare to the desire of goblins.

As a regional governor of the Zandalar Empire, although he is the most unpopular governor of the Wharton Desert, there are few trolls under his command.

But in terms of establishment, Zachadze is indeed a governor. He is also the youngest Governor of the Empire in history, and the first non-Zandalar Troll Governor in the history of the Empire.

Zachadze knows why he has earned these accolades because he is a desert troll.

The Desert Trolls have created a king who can unify the troll world, bring all the Zandalar trolls to their knees, and make the other trolls look at them.

It was this king who made it possible for him to become this governor at a young age.

Zachadze never forgot that.

He has never forgotten that he is a falaki, a desert troll.

Never forget until you die.

Walking along the vast golden staircase, Zachadze noticed that the population of trolls on the staircase was much rarer than before the war.

Even if the war has been won.

Zudasa is no longer the Zudasa of the past.

Zachadze was unimpressed. Because in addition to the war, he is actually one of the reasons why there are fewer trolls in Zudasa.

Where did the missing trolls go?

After getting rid of the soldiers and civilians who died in the war, and minus the merchants who left because of the war, the rest of the Zandalar trolls went to the other side of the sea.

Zudasa doesn't look so bustling anymore. Zakhadzec, in turn, has never been there yet.

But he knew that Zutona would surely become more prosperous because of Zudasa's depression.

Zulfarak is in the past, and Zakhazar's hometown is now Tanaris. It is said to be in the forest, and Zutona is very similar to Zudasa.

With a longing for his hometown, as well as some things at work, he rode the velociraptor mount provided by the Zudasa Chen City Defense Army.

Zachadze headed north.

In the afternoon, Zakhadzec met with his superior, the regent of the Zandala Empire, Zur, in Zanshur.

"The Prophet ......!!!!" The moment he saw Zur, Zakhaze couldn't help but scream.

Because of this, he is very respectful, and has helped the desert trolls a lot, and also helped him a lot of His Excellency the Dark Prophet.

It's just been half a year, the Prophet looks like he's hundreds of years older, and looking at the Prophet's empty eye sockets means ...... Zur is blind.

"Don't care." Zur was unimpressed. "I already know what you're here for. Now tell me how you're doing at Wharton. ”

Seeing the prophet's disapproving look, Zakhaze, who only knew that the war had been won, swallowed back the words of concern and inquiry.

"Prophet...... Zakhazec is a dutiful troll, he reports softly. Wharton has fallen. Those orcs riding wolves occupied there. The snake people are no match for them, and the fox people are no match for them. And we can't even get together 500 soldiers......"

Zur nodded.

"We knew this was going to be the end, didn't we? This is normal. ”

Zachazze breathed a sigh of relief.

"Other than that. With the help of the Navy, we've sent all the trolls out of the desert. ”

"What about the fox man?"

"They were all packed up and sent away. However, there are some who don't want to go, and they are still hiding. ”

"Leave them alone. What about snake people? ”

"The snake people were originally Wharton's strongest force. The civil war of the three Guardians weakened them. However, with the arrival of the orcs, the remaining Guardians and their supporters have joined forces to cause some trouble for the orcs. ”

Speaking of this, Zachadze smiled helplessly. "It's just a nuisance. In the end, the snake people still failed, they were not the opponents of those wolf cavalry who came and went like the wind. ”

"The snake man is defeated. Their Emperor self-destructed, freeing a Crassis. That monster was the biggest trouble the snake people had caused to the orcs. But our scout told me that the Crasis only sabotaged for a while before leaving Wharton. ”

"Crasis~ That should be the head of the self-sacrificing seal of the god Cetaris of Loa." Zur exclaimed softly.

For the snake people, the experience of destroying the country was like a sad epic, but the performance of the prophet was as if he had just heard an inconsequential story.

Zakhadze nodded.

"We didn't see it. Your Excellency, is that monster a threat to Zudasa? Zachadze asked with concern.

"No, it won't." Zur is simple and straightforward. "Because we have His Majesty the God King."

His words are rightfully true.

Zachadze listened with the same legitimacy, and the young troll laughed, "That's right. Because we have Your Majesty! ”

Zur smiled again, his eyeballless sockets pale and hollow, but they gave Zakhadze a warm taste.

"Tell me. How many trolls, foxes and snake people you sent away. I will put them together and send them to Your Majesty for viewing. ”

"In a few days, he will set off for the Broken River at the junction of Nazmir and Dasaro."

I heard the prophet say so.

Zakhadze said quickly: "Half a year in total!" With the help of the Navy, we sent away a total of 13,650 trolls, 148,657 foxmen, and 68,500 snake people in Wharton. ”

"More than 200,000. Zakhaze, well done! "Zur praised the young desert trolls for hollowing out the population of the Wharton area.

"The snake man is a very good soldier in the desert."

"The fox people are excellent transporters and traders in the desert."

"The trolls in the Wharton Desert are generally exiled sinners, as well as the offspring of sinners. It is a grace to them that you send them away. ”

"You're doing a great job."

"Your Majesty will be pleased with this."

Zachadze smiled with joy.

From beginning to end, it turns out that the two future "villains" on the timeline did not say where Zachazer sent the population of the Wharton Desert.

They all knew where the Wharton natives had been sent.