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Fleeing the Terran pursuers behind them, Kazik and his party continued north, and they came to a river beach where the Sandfury Trolls faced a rushing river.

Traversers know this river, the Sodoril River, which is the largest and longest river in the continent of Lordaeron. This isn't the small stream in the game, the water rushes down the fast, wide surface of the river, and the Sandfury Trolls can't wade across it on foot.

Down the river, or up the river?

The lower reaches of the river lead to the town of Southsea, a very important outlet to the sea in Lordaeron, which is heavily guarded and trolls cannot be sent to the door.

'Heh,' the traverser remembered something very interesting.

'Thrall just fled? Hey, so Mograini and their big vote are also in South Seas? Do you want to steal the Shadow Crystal? ’

Of course, Kazik knew, and he could only think about it. To snatch the crystals from the hands of these big men is nothing short of whimsical. With such an all-star lineup, the Lich King has to kneel when he comes.

There's also a bunch of future Scarlet Elites, and there's Whitemayne, one of the Four Beauties of Scarlet, who is another big white leg in the game.

'Uh, wait. No way? The traverser suddenly remembered something very important.

'The future Scarlet Prosecutor is still a little Lori? ’

Kazik's feeling was instantly bad, 'Calculate the time, Vanessa is still a little Lori. ’

'Youma! ’

'It's okay, it's okay. The traverser secretly comforted himself. What I want to pursue is eternal years, and the gap between more than ten or twenty years is not worth mentioning in the face of thousands of years. Maybe you can have a cult? ’

Kazik felt that his thoughts were a little evil, and then he thought about it, aren't trolls an evil race?

The traverser is a good baby, with such evil thoughts, it is a troll cauldron.

Kazik looked meaningfully down the riverbank, 'Whitemane? Hey hey.'

When he accidentally falls, the Sandfury Chief will be eager to hear a word.

'Resurrect, my warriors! ’

~~~

Thinking of the harbor in Nanhai Town, Kazik was secretly anxious. Leaving Fadil Bay, the Troll Chief had agreed with Gazruwe on a return time. Counting the days, the Sandfury Troll doesn't have much time to waste.

"Chief, are you alright? Your face is very bad. ”

"It's fine, just a little anxious. We don't have a lot of effort to play peek-a-boo with humans. Ghazruvi may be on the way back to Fadil Bay. We need to go back quickly. ”

It was useless to be anxious, and Kazik knew that the most important thing for them now was to get rid of Dunhold's pursuit.

"Follow me."

Traversers remember that there will be a troll ruin near the river, and may be able to take shelter from their pursuers for a while.

The once troll empire was incomparably powerful, and the current mortal race may not know about it, but the time-traveler knows the glorious past of this ancient race. Trolls have defeated the Yakineworms in the past. That alone is enough to make trolls stand out from all races.

Sadly, the Troll Empire was defeated by the newly rising Night Elves. Maybe the ruins around here were once a majestic city of trolls.

The world has changed, and the sea has also changed.

"Chief, there are troll ruins here!"

"Haha. Trust me, that's right! ”

"Chief, you've never been to sea, have you? How do you know these things out of the desert? ”

"Ah, this. Sinsala, you've learned only a small amount of things, and there's a lot of knowledge in my head. Feeling the adoration and amazement of his trolls, Kazik was very proud.

"You see, I'm a troll favored by the gods. It is a gift and blessing from the gods. ”

The traverser has the right to scream.

The troll's subordinates sighed.

"Gods? Favor? ”

Suddenly, a melodious voice sounded, startling the Sandfury Troll.

"Who?" Kazik shouted angrily, unaware of the approach.

'If this guy has bad intentions.' Chief Sandfury didn't dare to think any further.

"Come out!"

Kazik took out the Flogger, who was ready to attack at any moment. The exaggerated and strange shape of the Sand Fury Excalibur Susas deeply shocked the hearts of those who watched it.

"Don't get excited. It's me, just a frail old fellow. Don't be impulsive, my fellow trolls. ”

An old troll slowly emerged from behind the abandoned wall, his hands held high, signaling that he was not a threat. The old troll was also afraid of Kazik, and they suddenly took him out.

The old troll slowly approached, and in the light of the campfire, the Sandfury Troll could clearly see that he really had no weapons on him. Although he was still on guard, the atmosphere in the arena was much more relaxed.

"Hah, old fellow trolls, why are you spying on us? It's not a friendly performance. ”

Kazik frowned, surprised. He didn't feel how strong this old guy would be. So how did he avoid everyone's eyes and ears and get so close to the Sandfury Troll? Although Klegilak was also unattended, he had not had a good rest for a long time. But Kazik had placed the three tyrannical dragons on the outskirts of the camp, and the beasts weren't alert?

This Azeroth is a multifaceted world where magic and technology coexist. The traverser couldn't imagine that if this old troll was an enemy, all they needed was a few iron grenades, and they would all have to be reimbursed. Iron grenade, that is a must-have for killing people and goods, and traveling at home. Goblins and gnomes can easily get their hands on this.

"Not peeping." The old troll hurriedly argued, and both Klegilac and Sinshara surrounded him with malicious intentions. It's normal for trolls from different clans to hunt each other. He didn't want to be dealt with by these three guys.

"Believe me, fellow stranger. I've always lived in seclusion here. This is my dwelling place. I only overheard your conversation by chance, not by snooping. ”

"You're living in seclusion here?"

Kazik was surprised. 'It can't be that guy, right?' ’

"You're Basra the Wind Chaser?"

The old troll was shocked that someone would know about him, and the troll trembled imperceptibly, and quickly regained his composure, but it didn't escape the eyes of the Sandfury Chief.

Sure enough, it was Basra. ’

"Still denying it?" Kazik's tone was already very bad, and Klegirak and Sinsara were ready to attack.

"Wait, wait." The old troll hurriedly cried out, "It's me, I'm indeed Basra, an old shaman. But we don't know each other, and we don't have any conflicts, do we? ”

"Oh, yes, we didn't know each other, but I know you." Kazik motioned for the trolls to lay down their weapons. Not only did Basra breathe a sigh of relief, but the traverser also let go of the tension in his heart.

Meow, just an old troll who has lived in seclusion for years. I thought it was an enemy approaching with bad intentions. Wind catcher? Hey. Whirlwind weapons? ’

The old shaman's nervousness had not yet been completely relaxed, and Kazik's words lifted his heart again.

"Basra the Wind Catcher, you should be able to forge a powerful elemental weapon, right?"

Basra opened his mouth, and there was a look of disbelief on his face.

"Yes."

"So I am very interested in elaborating on your work."

Facing the confident smile of the Sandfury Chieftain, the old shaman felt so powerless. After a long silence, without any extra words, Basra pulled out a roll of parchment from his bosom, which was the work of the troll shaman for many years.

With memories of the original trolls, Kazik had no trouble reading the parchment scrolls of the troll shamans.

"Oh, Basra, your account is interesting. How about it, are you interested in explaining a thing or two? ”

The old troll swallowed, the nervousness still not letting go.

"It's already written in detail, isn't it? My fellow trolls. ”

"Ah, yes. Live roots, this is easy to get. Exile Essence, it can be a bit of a hassle. Kazik's voice suddenly became eerie, "And what about the fangs of these blood-crested trolls?" Can you explain? ”

By the end, Chief Sandfury's expression had become terrifying.

'There are a lot of trolls in Hinterland, and if there is no problem with the troll shaman, the troll shaman would ask to go to the Valley of Thorns to hunt down the trolls of the Bloodtop Clan. ’

"This." The old troll sat down on the ground, knowing that the unfamiliar troll leader in front of him wouldn't be so easy to fool.

"Okay. I've been living in seclusion here for a long time. Basra the Wind Catcher began his story, "Actually, I am a banished by the Bloodtop Clan. Driven from my clan, I came here alone in the ruins, and this stay was decades. Because I have been through so much suffering, I have always fantasized about revenge on the blood-top clan that ruthlessly expelled me. ”

"Hmph, sure enough." The traverser praised his wit.

"I value the knowledge in your mind, shaman. What do you think? I invite you to join my clan, and I will need your knowledge. Want to join? ”

"Huh?"

"Chief?"

"Chief, what is this?"

Not only Basra, but also Klegilac and Sinsala, were puzzled.

Ignoring the troll's questions, Kazik stared at the old shaman steadily. Even if it is coercion and temptation, he will do everything he can to get the wind catcher to join.

"Can you ask your clan?" Basra had moved, he was tired of the solitude of seclusion. If other tribes were willing to take it in, the Wind Catcher thought about it, and he would want to join a group. Azeroth is full of dangers, and it is possible to fight alone, but that requires a strong enough force. And Basra the Wind Catcher is already very old.

"We are from the desert, the Sandfury tribe of Zulfarak."

"Desert? So what do you want from me, strange fellow man, all the knowledge I have is written in this parchment. ”

"Heh, you know how to capture those powerful elements, and for that alone, I need your joining. There's a strong element at work here? ”

"Yes, Seklonia, a powerful air element around here. I've been noticing it for a long time. If someone can defeat it, I can bind its energy. Do you want to get the energy essence of Severonia? That's what you want? ”

"No, no. Basra, I'm more ambitious. Seclonia might be a powerful enough air element. But that's not what I'm after. "Kazik's smile is mysterious.

The target of the traverser is the Prince of the Wind, Sunderland, the Wind Chaser!