Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1415 48. As long as I demolish my house before the war, the enemy will never win

At present, the only area on Zandalar Island that remains relatively calm is also the area that Braike has never set foot in. In the mountains of Zuldazar ruled by the Golden Dynasty of Zandalar trolls, a very high-standard battle A rather secret meeting is going on.

In the palace of King Rastakhan, the scenes that were always full of courtiers' disputes in the past did not appear. On the contrary, the golden sword guards expelled all those who were not allowed to set foot in the court today.

There are only three people in this luxurious and spacious palace.

King Rastakhan, who was already looking very old, sat on his luxurious and not vulgar throne.

He maintained a majestic posture as in the past hundreds of years, with his hands on the armrest of the throne, and when he was sitting upright, he propped up his slightly exaggerated but very troll-style golden crown dotted with bones and feathers.

This thing is made with excellent craftsmanship. Although it looks as huge as the Troll King's torso, it is actually not heavy. Wearing it for a long time will not put more pressure on the old Troll King's spine.

But the old king's mental state is not very good.

His first wife, the queen of Zandalari, recently fell ill, and the infatuated king specially asked the prophet Zul to prophesy for the queen.

The result of the prophecy is bad, the queen will die in more than ten years, well, for trolls whose lifespan is much longer than that of humans, ten years is definitely not a long time.

This bad news made King Rastakhan very painful, but he has not let go of his duties as a king. After hearing that the dark prophet brought back news about the fate of the Zandalari Golden Dynasty from Voldun, he still held on to his spirit This secret meeting was held.

The old troll Zul, in his prophetic garb again, stood beneath the King of Gold's throne, and the court guard brought him a chair.

This is Zuul's prerogative.

As the greatest prophet in the history of Zandalari, and a friend who grew up with King Rastakhan, Zul's power in the court is far beyond the comparison of other important officials.

If it wasn't for the fact that the trolls were not interested in regents, and Zul didn't have much pursuit of secular authority, the Dark Prophet could be regarded as the regent of the Golden Dynasty.

However, this used to be a private meeting between the prophet and the king, but today there is an extra "bystander".

Next to the King of Gold and the Dark Prophet, a young female troll wearing a Zandalari-style dress is standing there in a humble posture, holding a pen and paper in her hand, seemingly recording the conversation between the king and the Prophet , like an ordinary clerk.

But in fact the meaning of her presence here is very important.

Her name was Talanji, and she was the only child of King Rastakhan and his beloved wife.

Although it was destined that Princess Talanji would become the next Queen of Zandalar since she was born, Her Royal Highness's heart still pounded when she was suddenly summoned by her father and the prophet today.

She was asked by her father to record today's conversation as a clerk, which meant that she had been allowed to step into the highest political circles of the Golden Dynasty.

Could it be that his father, who is in his prime, is planning to abdicate early?

Her Royal Highness kept thinking about this question in her heart.

But she was well-educated and did not stop taking notes on the paper and pen in her hand. The matter discussed by the king's father and His Excellency the Prophet was also very important.

"We have to tear it down"

The Dark Prophet said firmly to the king in front of him with a sense of exhaustion:

"The golden dynasty's appointed time of devotion has arrived. Countless emperors have tried their best to maintain the inheritance of the dynasty for this day. My lord, I have seen the future. We must fulfill the supreme mission left by the first emperor Dasa!

In order to defeat the shadow rising from the abyss, we must destroy our magnificent city, and destroy the giant seal that has rotated for sixteen thousand years today. "

This terrible proposal made Princess Talanji stare, and King Rastakhan, who was clearly absent-minded on the throne, also sat upright in shock.

He looked down at the Dark Prophet and said in a deep voice:

"I have no intention of questioning your predictions about the future, Zul, my brother, every one of your predictions has been confirmed in the past, I should have taken your advice without hesitation, but

The giant seal is the city foundation of Daza Luo Cheng!

At the beginning, Huangdasa was the city of all souls built around the seal disc left by the creator. After 16,000 years of continuous construction, we have the most magnificent capital in the world. People living in this city With nearly two million people!

If you want to destroy the giant seal, it means that we will destroy the 16,000-year heritage of Zandalari with our own hands. You are asking me to abandon all the glory of the past.

This is no longer a simple suggestion.

You must speak more convincingly, Zuul, before I can adopt your madness and appease the courtiers. You know, this suggestion of yours will make all the factions in the entire court unite against you. "

The tone of the King of Gold is very serious.

Princess Talanji next to her also nodded frequently. Although she grew up listening to Zul's magical prophecy stories, today's suggestion is indeed beyond her imagination.

"I don't care what the ministers who are blinded by power and shady plots think of me, nor do I care how the people of this city despise me.

In fact, I feel that with my authority as a Dark Prophet, the people will complain when I ask them to evacuate the city, but they will eventually obey my prophecy. "

Zuul shook his head and said:

"Perhaps this is the real usage of prophetic prophecy.

True or false is not important, the consequences of each prophecy deserve attention.

But my lord, listen to me.

Everything that has happened and is happening in the jungle of Nazmir announces the fact that the darkness sealed under the earth has awakened, and the monster called G'huun is roaring and trying to pollute the world with its corruption.

This is not the first time we have faced such a threat.

Sixteen thousand years ago, in the era of the first emperor Dasa, it almost destroyed the origin of our civilization, and our ancestors, the glorious Dasa, therefore left advice and warnings for every king of gold !

My lord, on the day you took the throne from your father, I believe your father also gave you the message of that time.

The Zandalari trolls guard this land of all spirits and never set foot outside.

Except for the wrong choice in the era of Thor, we do not participate in any wars. We have been accumulating strength silently. We have formed a golden fleet and army guards that make other civilizations feel fear.

But all of this is not for conquest!

Your Majesty, you know better than your subjects that each of our warriors in every era was born not to point the sharp edge at the external enemy, but to defend against the hidden dangers that may erupt within us.

We are the guardians of terrible disasters, we are the guardians of the dark history, we are the swearers to protect the world, Zandalari trolls have been guarding the world's most dangerous prisoners for Azeroth!

This is the mission of Golden Dynasty and our pride.

But my lord, the mission is both an honor and a bondage.

Many gold kings before you had made grand plans to conquer the world, but we were unable to extend our power beyond this island due to the constraints of our mission.

Is it that we can't do it?

No, it's not! "

The Dark Prophet shook his head. He stood up from his chair, spread his hands towards King Rastakhan, and said in a deep voice:

"We will complete our mission today, and we will remove the shackles on us with our own hands. My lord, the magical allies from the outside world have arrived in the Nazmir jungle. He calls his god friends to enter the sealed place city.

Bu Laike Shaw has promised me that he will deal with the dreaded G'huun and its blood plague corruption, and that we can help him in his plans to enter the sealed dark city.

G'huun's evil and powerful servant has awakened under the Voldun Desert. If we don't take the initiative to destroy the giant seal in the city, then the monster born in the abyss will 'help' us destroy it.

By then, we won't lose a city!

When the seal of the giant is broken, the city of Titans deep in the Nazmir jungle will open, and what we need to do is to take out all the power accumulated by the Golden Dynasty for 16,000 years, and help those warriors who set foot in the darkness to sweep away the land. Qing G'huun's fallen servant! "

Zuer clenched his fists, and in a powerful tone, he said to the King of Gold who was full of thoughts in front of him:

"We will completely recover the ancestral land we lost for more than 10,000 years! That piece of mud and dark jungle will become the frontier of the Golden Dynasty!

Our ancestors were born there, my lord, that is our hometown.

As long as we complete all this, the Zandalari trolls who have been bound by their mission for 16,000 years can no longer worry about it, and we can proudly spread our influence to the entire world as a 'world savior'.

Our legion can go anywhere in the world to help those fellow trolls who are being bullied by alien races.

Your banner will reach the altars of all troll clans.

Under the leadership of our Zandalari trolls, the once lost troll empire! The great empire that once destroyed the Yaqir Empire head-on! The most powerful empire ever born in the history of Azeroth!

Its lost glory will be reborn in your hands!

Your Majesty, you need a reason to convince yourself and your stupid subjects, so I will give you a reason."

The Dark Prophet pointed to the city beyond the palace stretching to the mountains, the countless undulating platforms and the magnificent pyramids, Zul sneered and said:

"Dazar'alor, the city of gold, the land of all souls, the center of the world in the hearts of all trolls, you are proud of this city, but in my eyes, there is nothing attached to this most magnificent city in the world.

I was born here.

But I never liked it.

Every minute of being in this city disgusts me and suffocates me!

With every brick of it a solemn mission, every gold leaf adorned with a dogma of restraint, this city did not make the Zandalari greater.

It just binds the potential of this civilization!

It represents a heavy past rather than a bright future.

Just like our sad compatriots in Stranglethorn Vale and Zul'Aman, they will only recall the greatness and glory of the past in the present suffering, and fight against the cruelty of reality by recalling the beauty of the past.

The Gurubashi and Amani trolls are outright losers, weak and worthless, but that's not the fate of the Zandalari!

We don't need to dwell on the past, because we have the ability to create a better future!

Your Majesty, and Your Royal Highness, destroy it!

Use your hands and your will to destroy this city with your own hands!

Believe me, what you lost today

Only the shackles! "

This powerful and deceptive declaration made King Rastakhan stand up from his throne, and the old king who had ruled this land for more than two hundred years also felt a rare surge of emotion.

But he still retained his calmness as a king and did not make a decision lightly.

Even if Zur used exaggerated and provocative language to outline a bright future for him, he still needed to convince himself of his rationality.

At this moment of silence, Princess Talanji, who had been listening, suddenly raised her hand, attracting the attention of the king and the prophet. Under the watchful eyes of the two big figures who can determine the future of the Zandalari trolls, Her Highness the young princess felt a little nervous. nervous.

But she still coughed and said in a low voice:

"Um...Father, I know what you are hesitating about, but if we want to tear down the giant seal, we only need to destroy Dasa Luo Cheng's palace area.

Civilian, military and commercial areas will not be affected.

That means we don't actually have to tear down the whole city, but you might have to move out with your mother for a while, and we might have to rebuild the palace later. "

Having said that, Her Royal Highness complained even more softly:

"Actually, this is not a bad thing. Anyway, this palace is very old, and it is full of decay. It is a good thing to tear it down and build a new one."

What the princess said made the prophet and the king freeze in place at the same time.

Then the two old trolls looked at each other and laughed loudly at the same time, making Her Royal Highness next to her eyes widen. She couldn't understand what the two old men were laughing at.

Did you say something stupid yourself?

"Call the Guards! Call the War Druids! Call the Priests! Call the Council of War!"

With a wave of the King of Gold's hand, his envoys rushed out of the palace and flew towards various areas of the city on the royal pterodactyl. The sound of the huge gong representing the opening of the palace meeting also echoed in the highest palace in Zuldazar .

The King of Gold has clearly made up his mind.

He walked out of his palace with Zul, walked up to the Wang Ping Terrace, and looked back.

Behind the most gorgeous troll palace, at the main body of the palace, a huge golden disc is slowly rotating in it. Such mysterious runes and images.

This rotating golden disc as huge as a mountain is why the "Golden Dynasty" got its name, and this giant seal is also the symbol of the Zandalari Troll King City.

But today, the trolls will take the initiative to destroy it to open the way to the dark city for those warriors.

"Zul, my brother."

King Rastakhan withdrew his gaze, reached out his hand and patted the golden railing of the Wang Ping Terrace in a gesture of nostalgia, and looked around the place where he grew up. He said:

"What do you think of Talanji? Will she be a better ruler than me? Will she be queen of the Zandalari troll empire?"

"It will be in the future, but now, Her Royal Highness is obviously too young and immature."

The Dark Prophet shook his head. He looked at Princess Talanji, who was riding a gorgeously decorated pterodactyl and took several female guards to go out for fun. He said:

"However, you may be able to arrange some prestige-accumulating missions for Her Royal Highness to help her be known to the people. Just in time, I predicted that a tragedy related to the northern troll compatriots would be staged soon.

My lord, send Her Royal Highness to Northrend, let her go there to save those loa who are about to die. "

Zuer moved his fingers, touched the low-key golden ring on his finger, and said in a low voice:

"This will be the first step in shaping Queen Talanji's destiny. On this dark and cold land, she will meet the person who can change her life."

(end of this chapter)