Northern Thorn Valley, Zukunda. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

It is the ruins of an ancient troll city, where 20,000 blood-topped trolls once lived, but with the fall of the Gulabash Empire, less than 5,000 remain.

The Bloodtop Chief Ganzurain, a powerful troll berserker, is the ruler of the area, but the most formidable of all is the high priest of the Tiger God "Sylwara": Sekar.

Because Sekar is the only person who can communicate with "Sylwara", and he is the only one who can convey the orders of "Sylwara", his position is faintly above that of Ganzuraen.

However, as early as a month ago, Sekar "disappeared" and has not returned. It is said that he heard the call of "a mysterious being" and traveled to Zurghrab.

Before he returned, the chief priest of the Bloodtop Clan was a guy known as "Terrible Nedriok".

At this moment, three unexpected visitors at the best-preserved "Shrine of Sylwara" in Zukunda, disturb the tranquility of this ancient city.

These were three trolls eight feet tall, with wooden scepters in their hands and hunched over their bodies.

The production capacity of trolls is not good, most trolls have the habit of bare their upper bodies, but these three trolls are wearing luxurious and intact wooden armor, purple and blue precious cloaks on the outside, and holding a scepter inlaid with large gems in their hands, no matter how they look like the jungle trolls native to the Valley of Thorns.

They have a more noble status:

Zandalar Trolls!

They come from the oldest and most powerful Zandalar clan, and they are emissaries sent by the Dark Prophets!

"How's it going to be considered, mighty Ganzulain, chief of the Bloodtop Clan."

The high-ranking priest of Zandala at the head of the priesthood carried unquestionable authority in his voice: "Attalai is back, and they have summoned the Soul Reaver once again!" All the trolls in the Valley of Thorns must unite, Haka is not of this world! ”

"Are you joking, Venerable Emissary?"

The Bloodtop Chief was also hunched up, holding a giant axe with a blade made of bone spurs in each hand, and dark red blood stains on it, apparently having just drunk blood not long ago.

He looked up and looked at the high-ranking priest of Zandalar in front of him, a touch of cruelty appeared on his face: "You let me join forces with those hateful guys? To deal with the legendary 'Haka'? We're sorry, but we can't spare manpower! ”

"The Blood Top Clan is the most powerful clan in the Valley of Thorns, and you have at least five thousand of them!"

The high-ranking priest of Zandalar lowered his head, and a ray of light appeared in his cloudy old eyes: "Zandalar is the ruler of all trolls, Rathhata is the common king of all trolls, and the dark prophet Zur is the spokesman of all the gods, do you dare to listen to their orders?" ”

"Zandalara? Rashuta? Zur? ”

It was as if the Bloodtop Chief had heard a joke and laughed, out of breath.

"What are you laughing at?" The High Priest of Zandalar remained silent.

"Zandalara? A bunch of guys who only know how to study magic and history? We haven't had contact with you for more than a thousand years! Who can prove that Rathhata and Zur really exist? Just with the three of you messengers, you want to make five thousand blood-topped trolls fight for you? ”

The Bloodtop Chief swung his battle axe violently, and with the sound of explosions in the air, the bloody qi spread throughout the temple: "Remember, I am the chief of the Bloodtop Clan!" On the top of the head of the Bloodtop Clan, there is no Rathhata King, and there is no Dark Prophet! Here, I'm up to the shot! ”

"So, you're not going to join forces with other clans to deal with Atalai and Haka?"

The High Priest of Zandala said coldly: "So, you plan to let Attalai sit big, let Haka rule all the trolls, let the last glory of the Gulabash Empire be tainted by the Spirit Snatchers, and let the few of you who are left in Gulabash become the delicacies of the Blood God?" Your souls will be enslaved by the Haka, and even if you die, you will become the servants of the Haka! ”

"I care more about what my people eat today than Attale and Haka! I care more about crystals that bring us strength and wealth! I'd rather have them cut off the heads of those damned goblins in order to survive than let my people die in the war with Atalai! ”

The blood-topped chief once again brandished his battle axe, and more than a dozen trolls surrounded him, his staff and tomahawk flashed with cold light, and the eyes of the three Zandalar trolls were full of unkindness.

Trolls eat people, eat other animals, and have no habit of eating trolls.

But sometimes it's okay to try something new!

"Get out! Get out of here! Never set foot in the Bloody Territory again! Otherwise, I wouldn't mind killing you! ”

There was a hint of cruelty on the face of the Bloodtop Chief: "Before I change my attention, get out of Zukunda!" ”

"You'll regret it, Bloodtop Chief." The High Priest of Zandalar remained expressionless.

The Bloodtop Chief and the other trolls sneered.

The High Priest of Zandalar looked up, gave him one last glance at the Blood Peak, and then turned to leave.

The other two Zandalar messengers also turned and followed, faltering.

From beginning to end, they maintained a high profile, and did not take the Blood Peak Chief in the slightest.

"Perhaps, we shouldn't just reject them."

The blood-topped priest "Nezriok" walked over, and the tip of the staff flashed with a purple-red light: "Sekar went to Zul Grab and never returned. The Atale trolls are really back, and they may well have summoned Haka! ”

"So what? What's the matter with us? ”

The Blood Peak Chief said coldly, "I got more news!" This is not the first batch of Zandala emissaries, the last group of emissaries advanced a month ago and never came out again! I'm afraid they've been enslaved by the Haka! ”

The Blood Peak Priest suddenly said, "It seems that Zandala is not capable of dealing with Zulghrab either!" Why didn't we kill them? There's a guy who has a good staff, and that equipment is good, and I like it! ”

"They can't die! If they die, who will contact the Skulls and Gulabash? ”

The Bloodtop Chief looked to the south: "Let the Skull and Gulabash deal with Haka!" Let the other small clans deal with Haka! When they are both defeated, the Valley of Thorns will be ours! As for Sekar, the guy who ordered me with the Sylvara's revelation all day, he should have died a long time ago! Don't you want him dead? Are you willing to take back the position of chief priest that you have so hard to get back to Sekar? ”

The chief and the priest looked at each other and sneered.

The three Zandala emissaries left Zukunda, but they did not go far.

They stopped suddenly, and the leader's eyes suddenly lost focus, and he heard the voice of a great being.

He threw himself on his knees and bowed.

After three minutes, he exhaled lightly and walked in a certain direction.

At the same time, the chieftain of the Darkspear Clan, "Wojin", also came to Zukunda.

He had just sneaked in, wanting to find out about his son's situation, when he was suddenly stunned and fell into a state of confusion.

He heard the voice of Bonsandy, the "god of death and souls".