Azeroth’s Death Track

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If you can, Princess Tarangi is unwilling to set foot on the land of Pandaria. The last encounter in Pandaria made the high princess of the Zandalari troll very dissatisfied. The impact of the adventure left her, It has not been eliminated until now, and it is very likely to become a nightmare that covers her life.

Princess Tarangi is the only daughter of King Rastaha who ruled the golden troll dynasty of Zandalari. She was named the princess since her birth and is the only heir to the throne of the Zandalari troll dynasty. Since she was a child, she has followed the royal priests of Loa, and believes in the strongest Loa, and is also the royal prince of Loyalazan, and with her age, she quickly became the king of the dragon. An important and most important priest.

However, all this was completely destroyed in the trip to Pandaria a few months ago, together with Princess Tarangi's original bright future, which also shrouded a lingering shadow.

"I am like a prisoner in Zandalar!"

In the cold reception room of the Dark Temple, Princess Tarangi wearing a hood complained dissatisfiedly:

"Lezan thinks I have betrayed its faith. The Tyrannosaurus has signed a contract with the Zandalari royal family for tens of thousands of years. Its words have made it impossible for the father and the king to ignore. Bastards, they used this opportunity to crush my followers frantically...and you! You just stood by and watched, you didn’t do anything! Is this your attitude towards your followers?"

The proud princess said contemptuously:

"Now I finally know why you have so few believers... why don't you speak? Bang Sandy, were you not very active in Zandalar?"

"Hush...my little Tarangi, this is not a place to chat."

Bunsandi's humble, low, hoarse voice echoed in the ears of Princess Tarangi. He said in a whispered voice:

"Tyrian’s base camp is here, and his eyes and ears are all over here. Any complaints from you will be fully delivered to Tiryon. Believe me, it will become the weight used by the cunning elf to deal with you. ...He is a bastard, do you understand? A **** who is domineering and overbearing, but is so powerful that you can only swallow your voice..."

"As for those you complain to me, don't be stupid, boy."

Bunsandi's tone became a lot darker:

"You can walk here alive, it has already explained my asylum to you. In the past few months, do you know how many vile assassinations you have suffered? Do you know that I brought your soul back from the boundary of life and death How many times? Poor little Tarangi, you don’t even know how much I did for you... As for Lezan and Zanshuli Council, trust me!"

"When you leave from here, you don't need to fear them anymore...Although Tyrion has some problems, he is indeed a ruler who is very generous to himself. As long as you ask for it, he must It will satisfy you... and it is beyond imagination, and the old Bang Sandy recommends that you "lease" an invincible army from him and return to Zandalar with that cold tide of death... Those **** who do not obey you will get rid of them!"

"Your father, King Rastaha will definitely be very satisfied with your actions. He will appreciate your growth as the heir to the kingdom. He will personally wear the crown on your head..."

"Are you killed with those Luoa who despised you and rejected you?"

Although Princess Tarangi is proud, she is definitely not a fool. She knows what kind of desire is hidden behind Bang Sandy’s suggestion. In Zandalar, where all spirits coexist, the fight for believers among the Loams has been very long. Crazy, at the oracle platform, every Loa priest is a master of the blooming lotus. They use gorgeous words to describe the greatness of Loa, and threaten or lure those believers to believe in the new Loa.

The belief system of the Zandalari trolls, to be honest, is quite confusing.

Many priests do not only believe in one Loa, these cunning trolls are more like picking and choosing guests, and when they need a certain strength, they will initiate a sacrifice to ask for power from Loa. For example, when hunting, the hunters will sing the hunting **** Gonk, when they need to escape, they will shout the name of the wind **** Kuppa.

And at the moment of seeing death coming, they will turn around and plead with Bang Sandy not to take them away.

You see, the trolls with the most beliefs are actually the group of creatures that Azeroth has the least respect for.

They escaped death under the refuge of Bang Sandy, turned around and longed for strong power, and abandoned Bang Sandy to pursue the brute force of the representative of Lezan. How can Bang Sandy be satisfied?

In the circle of Wanling Luoa, any Luoa who pursues slightly will try to get rid of the competitors. In fact, except for the gentle personality of Akunda, almost every Luoa is weaving every day. With his tricks against other Loa, this has already made Bon Sandy tire of it. This **** of death has learned a lot from the history of his "colleague" Tyrion, and he has begun to get tired of the game of intrigue between Loa.

"What's wrong with that? My poor Tarangi, you will get the noble throne, and I, I will get the faith and soul I desire, which is good for both parties.. .What you have to pay is nothing more than your senseless compassion and the fear that flows in your heart."

Bang Sandi's tongue-in-cheek seduces:

"You are so afraid of the difficulties in this process, you have thought so much about the consequences of failure, so that you even forget, after all this, you will reap a hearty victory ! Believe me... this is what you should do, and I will not forcefully sign a contract of worship with your ancestors like reckless Lezan..."

"You have always been free, Tarangi, you have always been...free."

Pang Sandi's words made Princess Tarangi a little silent, but inherited the wisdom of her father, King Rastaha, so that Tarangi did not immediately respond to the temptation of Bon Sandi, she said softly:

"Time is pressing, but this matter can't be so reckless, I need to think hard, I will give you an answer, Bang Sandy, but not now...not now, okay, now let me be quiet."

As soon as Princess Tarangi's words fell, the closed steel gate in front of her was pushed open, and the Lord Lord holding the stick of mist walked into the living room. At the moment of seeing Tyrion, the young Troll Princess Immediately stood up...Obviously, the last encounter left a very "impressive" impression on the princess.

"Ah, don't be nervous, little girl, sit down."

Tyrion was sitting on the sofa. He looked at the prudent Princess Tarangi in front of him. He set the stick of mist aside and said to Tarangi:

"I thought it would be Zul, but I didn’t expect that Bunsandi would let you come... It seems that he didn’t trust Zul that much. But this is correct, for anyone who has the ability to predict No one can be credulous."

"Because no one knows what those lunatics will see from the "prophecy", and no one knows when the group of prophets will stab you fiercely behind your back! They, all who call themselves prophets, It's untrustworthy!"

The Lord Lord buried a "nail" between Tarangi and Zul in silence, but he didn't care about this matter, it was more like a matter of course, he looked at the silent Tarangi He could feel the fear and thoughts surging in the girl’s heart, and let the girl be so scared, that emotion might overwhelm her reason, so the lord quickly turned the topic into the topic.

"So, say, Princess Tarangi, what kind of message did you bring to Bunsandi?"

Facing the gaze of the High Lord, under the ice-blue gaze, Tarangi swallowed nervously. She coughed slightly and said in some awkward common language:

"Bon Sandy told me to tell you that after rigorous thinking, he is willing to accept your kindness, he is willing to connect the underworld under his control to your dead world, and he is willing to continue to maintain the "Troll Grim Reaper" Title, but as a sign of this concession, he hopes that you can also fulfill your commitment..."

Speaking of which, Tarangi took a careful glance at Tyrion. She did not see an angry expression on the Lord’s face, and after she finished speaking, Tyrion nodded. Not surprisingly, his fingers crossed on his abdomen, he said:

"Of course, I am a person who respects the spirit of the contract... For me, not all things that I desire need to be put into war. I am very happy to see that my Bangsandi brothers have made the right choice. Will be as he wishes, will not interfere with anything in the Hades, I will not manipulate all the troll souls of Azeroth, he still has his authority, when his majesty is threatened, I He will even help him, yes, I’m talking about Gohorn."

"Sealed in Odir, the rebellious Titan creation is a threat to both of us, and I will clear it at the right time, but..."

The tone of the High Lord became serious at this moment:

"But there is one more important point. My friend Bongsandi seems to have overlooked an important issue. Between me and Hella's imminent death war... What position will he be in? "

Tyrion’s eyes were fixed on Tarangi. He said:

"This question is very important, boy, it is the root cause of all the problems between me and Bangsandi... my brother Bangsandi, how should I answer this question?"

"Bon Sandy will provide you and your Dark Edge Legion a safe route into the abyss of the underworld, which is a secret road he discovered thousands of years ago, but he will not directly intervene in your disputes, the battle of the two behemoths, Even standing on the sidelines, it is easy to be completely crushed by the aftermath of the battle...This is the greatest sincerity my master Bang Sandy can provide."

Princess Tarangi difficultly conveyed Bunsandi's original words to Tyrion, but the Lord Lord was obviously extremely dissatisfied with this so-called "sincerity".

"that's it?"

Tyrion shook his head, and he straightened up:

"Not enough! This is not enough!"

"Bangsandi must send troops! Those soldiers he has accumulated over thousands of years must be engaged in the battle between the dead world and the abyss of the underworld. This is my bottom line! But, I am not an unreasonable arrogant, I know Bangsang Di also has his own pains."

The Lord Lord thought for a moment, and then the stick of mist in his hand was on the ground. He said to Princess Tarangi:

"I heard that the troll's chaotic belief thinned the power of Bang Sandy?"

This question gave Princess Tarangi a heartbeat, and Bunsandi told her that Tyrion was an extremely keen ruler. At this moment, Princess Tarangi believed.

And hearing this question, Princess Tarangi also began to pray for the other Loa of Zandalar in her heart... The dark future predicted by Zul is correct, and her very evil eyes have been stared at the praise. Dara, but not for conquest, but only for a simple war, a war that has almost nothing to do with the Loa, but the Loa need to pay everything for this... even the most original presence.

But in the face of the king of the world, the black sun of Azeroth, under his cold light, how could Princess Tarangi say refusal, and how dare she say refusal?

Bunsandi’s low laughter sounded in Princess Tarangi’s heart. The bad old man must have guessed Tyrion’s actions long ago. He asked Tarangi to relay his words, probably for this moment. ... this cunning **** might have fully predicted Tyraine’s mindset, he just had to throw an excuse that wasn’t crappy... the lord would do what he wanted to see for him, and If this requirement makes Tyraon angry, then Tarangi standing in front of him will be the sole victim of this conspiracy!

This **** old man!

"Yes."

Although this was figured out, the golden princess of Zandalar nodded:

"With the existence of other Loa, all trolls have more choices, and Bang Sandy is just one choice."

"This is really bad."

Lord Lord stood up and said to Princess Troll:

"Giving people too many choices is not a good thing. Each choice will make them lose other possibilities. The more choices, the more they will pay. This is not a situation that a qualified ruler expects to see.. ."

"Go back, Princess Tarangi. My Dead Sea Fleet will walk with you. You just need to tell your father and let him wait for the development of things. My sea devil will do what you should have done for you. Things, and after that...I want to see Bongsandi’s army of all souls! After the war begins, I want to see Bongsandi’s death banner with us in my camp."

"Go, tell him the good news... this is probably what the bad old man wanted, then I will give him!"

"So be it."

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