Honorable Chief......"

"I didn't expect to meet you here."

A tall Zandalar troll, blinking a pair of glowing blue eyes, half-bent over Tonatyu by the campfire.

"I have sent the new letter of the God King, as well as a personal letter from His Excellency the Prophet to you."

"I, Paku's servant, Ral, Lord of Zandalar Hex, send you my sincere greetings!"

"At the same time. On behalf of Zandalara, I would like to invite you once again to visit Zandalar for the Dinosaur Festival, which will take place in two months' time. ”

Camp Modrasin.

Next to the emerald pond, which exudes a faint breath of life, Tonatiu looks condescendingly at the troll who is neither humble nor arrogant.

Lal, the sorcery lord of Zandalar and the chief priest of the pterodactyl dragon Loa god Paku.

The last time he came to Zutona on behalf of Zendala, he handed him the weapons that Zur had given to Tonatyu.

At the same time, he also invited Tornatyu to Zendala as a guest.

Tonatiu replied to him.

As long as you recover Zur Falak, you will take the weapons sent by Zur and go to Zandalar as a guest.

It's been just over three months now.

"I'll go. I said it. I did, so I'll go. ”

After thinking about it, Tonatiu said to the Demon Lord in a calm voice:

"Dinosaur Festival. Desert Trolls haven't hosted it in years. I think Zandalar at that time must have been very lively. ”

"Thank you for coming."

Lal smiled and said, "Of course. Dinosaur festivals are only held once every ten years, and each time is at its busiest in Zandala. Dinosaur Festival isn't just a celebration of Zandalar, it's a carnival for all of us trolls. ”

Tonatiu smiled and nodded.

Dinosaur Festival is the largest and most important festival in the troll society.

It is said that it was originally a festival that was proposed by the first prophet, the first Zur.

To celebrate the birth of the first Troll Empire, and to commemorate and thank the many dinosaur Loa who sacrificed their lives in the troll and the battle since.

And put forward a celebratory holiday.

Later, it slowly evolved into the most lively festival for trolls, which is roughly equivalent to the Spring Festival and Christmas on Earth.

However, according to some vague legends mentioned by Zangar, Tonathiu felt that the trolls should celebrate Dinosaur Festival in a similar way to the carnival on the Latin American side of the planet.

It's a big bunch of trolls accompanying a bunch of dinosaurs to the streets, flanked by lively people, for a carnival of drinks and dancing.

This festival is really important for the trolls.

The eastern continent is not clear.

But on this side of the Tanaris Desert, the desert trolls can't even eat, and they don't know how many years it hasn't been held.

Dinosaur festivals are about to become legendary festivals on the desert trolls' side.

After all, I can't even get enough to eat.

Desert trolls who may not be able to see tomorrow's sun at any time have the leisure to go to any festival.

There is meat to eat and water to drink every day.

For most of the poor desert trolls, it's a holiday every day.

This makes not many desert trolls know about this festival, except for old trolls like Zangar who were born as old witch doctors.

In fact, many races in Azeroth have their own festivals.

Quel'Salas, for example, where the High Elves commemorate a festival called the Landing Festival.

It is to commemorate the day when their ancestors successfully crossed east from Kalimdor to Azeroth and landed successfully.

The status is similar to that of the Trolls' Dinosaur Festival.

Reminded by the sorcery lord Ral, Tonatiu remembered that there were no festivals for desert trolls and Zutona now.

The role of the festival is great.

Politically speaking, the holding of major festivals by ethnic or powerful regimes can consolidate political power, enhance the cohesion and centripetal force of the people, and demonstrate their strength to the outside world.

Economically, it can create opportunities for business and trade exchanges, thereby expanding demand and promoting economic development.

Culturally speaking, festivals are held to trace traditions, commemorate ancestors, and pass on the essence of culture.

Almost all the benefits and no harm.

Maybe after the desert trolls have largely stabilized, a festival can be held in the desert troll community.

Tonatiu is thinking about the pros and cons of hosting a festival for the desert trolls.

The Hex Lord sighed in his heart.

I sighed at the speed at which the troll and his clan in front of him were expanding and developing so violently that it was unheard of in the entire history of trolls.

Three months ago, he came to deliver credentials on behalf of Zandala.

This is just Zandalar's way of following the custom of the troll society and giving a letter of state to every troll chief with a certain amount of power to express his presence.

The invitation to be a guest or something is indeed a sincere invitation.

But often it is just to let the troll chiefs in all corners of the world see the glory of Zandallar.

Let them know.

Only Zandalar is the clan of trolls.

It's like showing off the muscles in your arms.

Because Lal is the chief priest of Paku, he wields a swift pterodactyl, and he is very handsome among trolls, and often does various diplomat jobs.

He'd seen too many troll tribes, from savage to cowardly, from confident to arrogant troll chieftains.

He has seen no less than 100 of them.

Until then, Ral had confessed that he had never met a troll chief like Tonatiu.

The flesh is strong.

Mentally stable.

He is very ambitious and very rational.

What's more, his clan was unlike any troll tribe Ral had ever seen.

Zutona gave Lal the feeling of going to a miniature version of Zandala.

This made the Hex Lord very fond of Zutona and very optimistic about Tonatiu.

But when Tonatiu said that he would not go to Zandala until he had broken Zul Farak.

Lal was unimpressed.

Admittedly, Zutona is very powerful, and it makes Ral, who is used to seeing ordinary troll tribes, feel refreshed.

How many trolls are there in Zutona?

Zulfarak has more than 200,000 trolls and an army.

Maybe a few more decades, maybe a hundred years.

Zutona will surpass Zulfarak in strength, and Zutona will hopefully unify the entire desert trolls and recreate the Faraki Empire.

But wouldn't it be decades before Tonatiu went to Zandala?

Lal began to think that Tonatiu was too young, which was why he was so arrogant.

But he has a good temper.

Unlike the other grumpy lords of Zandalara, Ral left Zutona with a smile and went elsewhere to deliver letters and become a diplomat.

Tonatiu's words in front of him: "The day of the unification of the desert trolls is the time to visit Zandalara." ”

He was regarded by him as the megalomania of a young, promising, ambitious but arrogant troll chief.

However, when Ral had completed his other diplomatic work, he had just returned to Zendarar on a ship.

As a result, His Majesty the King of God and the Prophet Zur put him in front of him and gave him another task.

Invite the trolls who have unified the entire desert tribe and may be the emperor of the future Faraki Empire to come to Zandalar as a guest.

Ral was a little unresponsive at first.

When he knew that in less than half a month after he left, that extremely "arrogant" young troll had really led his weak tribe to defeat the sand fury trolls with a weak victory, take down Zulfarak, and unify the desert trolls.

The reaction of the Hex Lord was impossible.

How is that possible?

Later, I slowly accepted it, but I was always in a state that I felt incredible.

Until, he learned from His Majesty the Pterodactyl Dragon, his Majesty that behind this troll chieftain, there might be the "destination of all things" of the troll.

Lal was convinced.

With His Majesty's help, it may be possible.

After all, even in Zandalara, only His Majesty Lezan could make him deflated.

I just didn't expect Him to help the young chief.

All things are not welcome in Zandalara, but every troll will eventually have to face Him.

The trolls were both respectful and fearful of him.

Respect is the fear that if you are rude to Him, you will be dragged to His palace to move bricks for eternity and eternity.

Fear – No one is afraid of death.

Wondering how the Destined of All Things could support Tonatiu, the Hex Lord Ral, re-aboard the ship of Zandalar and came to Tanaris again.

Disembark at Hot Sand Port.

Riding his companion, he rushed to Angolo Crater overnight. While passing by Modrasin, I was shocked at when such a huge oasis appeared in the desert.

As a result, he saw the glowing Tonatiu, landed here, sent letters of state and letters from Zurdu, and invited Tonatiu to be a guest again.

This time Tornathiu agreed.

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