Azeroth Trail of Light

Chapter 349 8. The Prophecy of the Dark Prophet——Add more changes for the Brothers of Frostfang and Claw!

The group of people was in the mist, and the sand under their feet was very soft, coupled with the sea tide passing by from time to time, the traces left on it would be covered up with the fastest speed.

Dick had already given up his plan to find Anduin and Lili's traces from the traces on the beach, which was simply impossible. But it's not without good news.

According to the observation results of the paladins using the world blueprint, there is only a little distance left from the edge of Pandaria. They only need to constantly correct the direction. After about 2 hours, this group of people will be able to reach the fog The edge of the continent.

And the good news is that Dick no longer has to be a compass.

The trolls led by Goraya the Spiritbinder used a responsible brass astrolabe to determine their direction in the fog. According to Dick's observation results, this special astrolabe can generally guide the correct direction. The direction may not always be correct, but the wrong result will not take too many steps, so the paladin simply handed over the responsibility of leading the way to the troll.

Goraya did not object to this, and let the troll warrior who was knocked unconscious by Valeira walk in the front with the astrolabe in his hands. The other troll warriors were watching one or two wounded soldiers, while he leaned on Walking tremblingly with canes, Dick and Dick were at the back of the team. Obviously, these two guys had something to discuss, so the others kept some distance between them and left room for them to communicate privately.

"Long time no see, Elder Goraya."

Dick is also holding a scepter, which is the Orsis scepter. Although his body has recovered, the habits he has developed over the past few months will not be so easily changed. He is now used to the movement of walking forward with a cane. It just happened to be at the same speed as the old troll.

Facing Dick's greetings, the old troll narrowed his eyes and smiled. He breathed a sigh of relief, playing with a string of rosary beads made of white bones, and said to Dick slowly,

"From the Battle of Quicksand to now, it's only a year, not a long time."

"Yeah, the way of thinking of long-lived species is always different from that of us humans."

Dick nodded noncommittally, and said with emotion, "Many elders of the long-lived species are addicted to the past and cannot extricate themselves, just like night elves. In fact, many of them old people still miss the time when Queen Azshara ruled, at least at that time, they didn’t have to worry about the country’s borders.”

The paladin waved a finger in front of his eyes,

"I heard that the orcs had conflicts with the night elves in Ashenvale, and Stonetalon Mountain. The orcs planned to develop there. Of course, they were also bewitched by the rustwater goblins who joined them, but no matter what, in my opinion , Kalimdor's peaceful time has passed, and a war is coming."

The old troll's eyes were a little erratic, he turned his head and glanced at Dick, then lowered his head again,

"This has nothing to do with us. Vol'jin of the Darkspear is not a leader who absolutely obeys King Hasratta. We can't influence him, but I think there is something in your words. As a former comrade in arms, speak out, Dick, you Want to know what?"

The paladin pursed his lips and lowered his voice,

"I am not surprised that the Zandalari appear anywhere in the world, but this is the only place where you and the Mogu were allies tens of thousands of years ago. It is said that the content of this covenant has been etched into the bones of your two races, and compared Zandalari, the mogu are a dangerous lot, and I find it hard to believe that you brought these golden warriors here just for an outing, and not for something that would endanger the world."

The old troll looked at Dick in surprise, and asked curiously,

"The first time I saw you, I knew you held many secrets, but the covenant between Mogu and Zandalar, Loa, is tens of thousands of years away. It's hard to believe that a mortal can know these things But that's okay, I'm more curious, what does world peace... have to do with you? You're not a knight of peace, Dick, you're a warlike fellow, and you don't smell more bloody than anyone here few."

The paladin didn't like this way of talking, so he simply shook his left arm,

"It didn't matter before, but now it does, let's be honest, Elder Goraya, who do you represent? What are you here for?"

Unlike other trolls, Zandalar trolls rarely have a hunchback. Goraya's hunchback is because he is too old. Facing Dick's last question, the old troll tried his best to straighten his back , he glanced at the tall body of Gavincent who was walking in front, a dignified look appeared on his old face,

"Well, since you want to know. I am here on behalf of the Dark Prophet Zul, who wants to re-establish the Zandalari Empire to face the dark disasters that will appear in the future, but King Hasrata no longer believes him because Zul's near-omniscient and omnipotent prophecy has won him the support of most of the priests in Zandalar, and his power is too huge, so huge that even the King of Gold is a little scared."

"As for us, Jax and I came here to enter the mist under Zul's secret order, and even got the astrolabe because of it, just to find a power!"

Dick narrowed his eyes, his fingers moved, and Gavincent's walking body also froze for a moment. The Vrykul's hand was shaking and approached the dragon-slaying ax on his waist, murderous. At this moment broke out.

But the next moment, Golaya's words made the murderous intent of these two people subside.

"But we only turn to that kind of power for help, just to deal with the dark disaster in the future. As for whose hands that power will fall into, it has nothing to do with us."

As if the old troll didn't feel the murderous intent at all, he looked at Dick with sincere and excessive eyes,

"Whether it's you or the emperor hundreds of thousands of years ago, the alliance between the Mogu Empire and the Zandalari Empire does exist, but if the person who commanded the Mogu is dead, it is meaningless."

"snort"

Gavincent snorted coldly, and continued walking forward without looking back, while Dick glanced at the old troll, and said in a very serious tone,

"I hope what you say is true, spiritbinder of Zandalar, don't make threatening actions, no one wants the tyrant who was ten thousand years ago to be resurrected, and no one wants the evil under this land recovery."

Dick's warning was not groundless. In the original quest line of Pandaria, he brought the Zandalari trolls to resurrect the mogu tyrant Lei Shen who had been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, and disturbed the entire Pandaria. It was a mess. Under the war, the Sha demons sealed by the pandaren emperor Shaohao were born one after another, and even indirectly triggered the appearance of the Sha Heart of the ancient god Y'Shaarji.

Now, the culprit of all was standing in front of Dick, and it took a lot of effort for Dick to restrain his urge to draw his sword.

As for Thor, who still remembers the guy who broke into the Hall of Origin and tried to seize the Furnace of Origin, and wounded the four creators, forcing them to use the Furnace of Origin to kill them? That's right, that guy who is so strong that people are shocked! In order to kill him, the entire Uldum will still be a desert ten thousand years later.

What Dick said was from his heart, no one wants Thor to be resurrected, because there is no group of 25 people falling from the sky in this world right now, the guardian is officially at the extreme, and when Thor appears, no one can stop him, and that guy's heart , there is nothing but conquest.

As for the mogu, they are powerful creatures of Pandaria, don't worry, Dick will meet them soon.

Facing Dick's warning, Goraya behaved peacefully, the old troll spread his hands,

"The order I received was only to find a transformative power that would make Zandalar stronger. Zul did not give me and Jax the order to revive Thor, let alone you think you can resurrect a demigod just by relying on me Is it? I'm not strong enough yet."

Dick was taken aback for a moment, then nodded knowingly.

In the original history, Zul saw the power of Deathwing to destroy the world, so he was eager to rebuild the Zandalari Empire that could protect itself from the disaster, but in the current history, Deathwing has not even had a shadow Seeing it, he just made a dark prophecy.

So Goraya's mission this time is probably more similar to pathfinding than action.

Having figured this out, Dick's expression eased. He even stretched out his hand and patted the old troll's shoulder, whispering,

"Then tell me about Zul's dark prophecy, I am very interested in that thing."

Goraya thought for a while, and felt that this was not a secret. The entire Zandalari Empire had been spread, so he nodded, cleared his throat, and said to Dick while leaning on his cane,

"That is the prophecy made by the wise Zul in Zuldazar, the capital of Zandalar. In the tens of thousands of years of Zandalar history, it is difficult to find a more mysterious and greater sacrifice than Zul, the god of loa Doting on him extraordinarily gave him the ability to see the future, but the last time he made a prophecy was 5 years ago, he warned Jindu, the priest of Zulgrass, to be careful of those Atalai, they will bring death, and Once! But Jindu didn't care about it, and one year later, the Atal'Haka Temple, the gathering place of the Atalai, was burned down, and Jindu's conspiracy to summon Hakar went bankrupt. There was a bloodbath."

Having said that, Goraya glanced at Dick,

"I know you are also involved, but this just proves the greatness of Zul. I can swear that the Zandalari have not interfered with everything. This is the force of fate. This time, Zul, who has not appeared for a long time, issued a warning , he said: The chaotic sky will replace the blue sky, the earth under our feet will crack with anger, the world will never change, the wings of death will sweep across the sky, and let the world into a sea of ​​​​flames. He also saw the revival of ancient evil, everything .Then Jax and I received this order, Pandaria, this land that has been shrouded in mist for thousands of years, Zul said that the opportunity for Zandalar to become stronger is here."

Dick pursed his lips.

It was hard to say what kind of mood he felt after hearing this prophecy, but there was absolutely no contempt in it, because he knew that Zul's prophecy was correct.

He has changed a lot, but there are still many things he cannot change, such as Deathwing, the fallen black dragon king, who controls the power of Azeroth and chaos. The cataclysm will definitely start again, even the current Dick has no ability to fight back under that kind of power.

In fact, whether it is in the game or in history, Deathwing is the strongest creature in Azeroth, especially after accepting the power of the ancient gods, it even requires four dragon kings at the cost of giving up the authority of the Titans, Only then can it be completely killed, and that is when the heroes of the whole world are taking action.

The power of a world gathers together to kill a creature.

One can imagine its threat.

And the meaning of Zul's dark prophecy is that even though the world's twisting rate was almost 50%, he still failed to make the world immune to the catastrophe, but was delayed, or even not push back.

This is the new problem facing Dick.

But when both he and Goraya were silent, the troll warriors who were exploring the way ahead cheered. Dick looked up and saw a blue sky and a green mountain scenery.

There are also the majestic buildings under the sky, and the Pandaren farmers fishing by the sea. Time has been stagnant here for tens of thousands of years. Now, it seems to start flowing again.

Pandaria he is coming!