Chinese Warriors in World of Warcraft

Chapter 566 Zandalari Messenger (14)

North of Stranglethorn Vale, Zukunda.

This is the ruins of an ancient troll city. There used to be [-] blood-capped trolls living here, but with the collapse of the Gurubashi Empire, there are now less than [-] left.

Chieftain "Ganzulan", a powerful troll berserker, is the ruler here, but the most feared is the high-ranking priest of the tiger god "Sylvara": Sekar .

Because Sekar is the only person who can communicate with "Silvera", and only he can convey the orders of "Silvera", his status is faintly above Ganzulan.

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

Before his return, the chief priest of the Bloodscalp clan was a fellow known as "Nezriok the Terrible."

At this moment, in Zukunda's best-preserved "Silvera Temple", three unexpected visitors disturbed the tranquility of this ancient city.

These are three eight-foot-tall trolls, holding wooden scepters in their hands, hunched over.

The production capacity of trolls is not good, and most trolls have the habit of exposing their upper body, but these three trolls are wearing luxurious and intact wooden armor, and they are wearing expensive purple-blue cloaks. A scepter of gemstones doesn't look like the local jungle trolls in Stranglethorn Vale.

They have a more noble status:
Zandalari trolls!
They come from the oldest and most powerful Zandalari clan, and they are emissaries from the Dark Seer!
"How are you thinking, mighty Ganzulan, chieftain of the Bloodscalp clan."

The leading Zandalari high-ranking priest said with unquestionable authority in his voice: "Atalai is back, and they summoned the Soul Reaper once again! All the trolls in Stranglethorn Vale must unite, Hakkar does not belong to this world !"

"Are you joking, honorable messenger?"

The blood-top chief also bent his body, holding a huge ax with a blade made of bone spurs in each hand, with dark red blood stains on it, obviously drinking blood not long ago.

He looked up and looked at the high-ranking Zandalari priest in front of him, with a look of cruelty on his face: "You let me join hands with those hateful guys? To deal with the 'Haka' that only exists in legends? I'm sorry, we smoked No hands!"

"The Blood Peak clan is the most powerful clan in Stranglethorn Valley, you have at least 5000 people!"

The high-ranking Zandalari priest lowered his head, and a gleam of light appeared in his cloudy old eyes: "Zandalari is the ruler of all trolls, Rashhata is the common king of all trolls, and the Dark Prophet Zul is the king of all trolls. The spokesperson of the gods, dare you not listen to their orders?"

"Zandalari? Rashhata? Zul?"

The blood-top chief laughed out loud as if he had heard a joke, out of breath.

"What are you laughing at?" The Zandalari high priest remained calm.

"Zandalari? A group of guys who only know about magic and history? We have not communicated with you for more than 1000 years! Who can prove that Rashata and Zul really exist? With you three envoys, let Five thousand blood-top trolls are working hard for you?"

The chief of the Blood Peak swung his battle ax fiercely, and with the sound of blasting air, the smell of blood spread throughout the temple: "Remember, I am the chief of the Blood Peak clan! There is no Rashata king on top of the Blood Peak clan. There are no dark prophets! Here, I have the final say!"

"So, you don't plan to join forces with other clans to deal with Atalai and Haka?"

The high-ranking priest of Zandalari said coldly: "So, you plan to let Atalai sit on the throne, let Hakkar rule all the trolls, and let the last glory of the Gurubashi Empire be defiled by the Soul Taker. Let the few of you left in Gurubashi become the blood god's food? Your souls will be enslaved by Hakkar, and even if you die, you will become Hakkar's servants!"

"Compared to Atalai and Haka, I care more about what my people eat today! I care more about the crystals that can bring us strength and wealth! Compared to letting my people die in the war with Atalai, I'd rather have them chop off the heads of those damned goblins just to survive!"

The bloodcap chief swung his battle-axe again, and a dozen trolls surrounded him. His staff and battle-axe flickered coldly, and he looked at the three Zandalari trolls with evil eyes.

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! Don't step into the territory of Blood Peak again! Otherwise, I don't mind killing you!"

There was a hint of cruelty on the face of the blood-capped chief: "Until I change my mind, get out of Zukunda!"

"You'll regret it, Chief Bloodscalp." The Zandalari high priest remained expressionless.

Chief Bloodtop and the other trolls sneered.

The Zandalari high priest looked up, took one last look at the Bloodscalp chieftain, and turned to leave.

The other two Zandalari envoys turned and followed, staggering.

From the beginning to the end, they maintained a high profile and did not take the blood-capped chief seriously.

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

The blood-scarred priest "Nezriok" came over, and the tip of the staff shone with a purple light: "Sekal went to Zul'Gurub and never came back. The Ata'ai trolls have really returned, and they are likely to summon Haka!"

"So what? What does it matter to us?"

Chief Bloodtop said coldly: "I got more news! This is not the first batch of Zandalari envoys. The last batch of envoys went to Zul'Gurub for a month and never came out again! They may have been Ka is enslaved!"

The bloodtop priest suddenly said: "It seems that the Zandalari are not capable of dealing with Zul'Gurub! Why don't we kill them? There is a guy with a good staff and good equipment. I like it!"

"They can't die! If they die, who will contact Skunkbreaker and Gurubashi?"

Chief Bloodcap looked to the south: "Let Skullsplit and Gurubashi deal with Hakkar! Let the other small clans deal with Hakkar! When they lose both, Stranglethorn Valley will be ours! Alvara enlightened my guy, he should have died a long time ago! Don’t you want him to die? Don’t you want the position of Chief Priest, which you finally obtained, to be taken back by Sekar?”

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

The three Zandalari emissaries left Zukunda, but not far.

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

He knelt down on the ground with a thump, and worshiped.

After 3 minutes, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked in a certain direction.

At the same time, Vol'jin, the chieftain of the Darkspear clan, also came to Zukunda.

He just came in lurking and wanted to inquire about his son's situation, but suddenly he was taken aback and fell into a state of confusion.

He heard the voice of Bwonsamdi, "God of Death and Souls."

(End of this chapter)