Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 22 The Failed Meeting

In the venue, with the appearance of Muezara, the entire venue was changed by its influence.

"Hmph, Little Manco, you can say this when I'm still alive, but it's not too late to say it now, I don't mind taking you away with me."

Muezara looked playfully at Chief Manco of the Talon Tribe sitting across from Bwonsamdi.

"Muezala, I never imagined that you could actually become the same existence as the Loa! How did you do it?!"

Yaval looked at each other in surprise.

"Oh? Isn't this Little Yaval? You look very anxious? Why? If you want to know, you can trust me, and I will tell you naturally."

Muezala didn't care at all that he was competing with Tokali for followers. He was also a loa now, and he wasn't afraid of him.

"No, Master Tokali gave us asylum, we will not betray him. If you don't want to say it, forget it."

Yawal lowered his eyes and stopped looking at Muezzara.

"Hmph, do you think you can be like us when you climb back from the other side of the curtain? You are too crazy, Muezara!"

Gonk's phantom suddenly appeared behind Manco, and the tyrannosaur-sized Velociraptor was still very intimidating.

"Oh~ look. Isn't this the great velociraptor king Gonk? I can come back from beyond the veil, can you? I am immortal, I am the god of death, what kind of god are you?"

Muerzala sneered and mocked Gonk.

"Okay, you two, stop arguing meaninglessly, the blood trolls in the north are a great threat to all of us, they are our common enemy"

Torkali's phantom appeared behind Yaval and persuaded the two who were quarreling.

"Master Tokali! I didn't expect you to come."

Yaval looked happily at the special Direhorn that appeared behind him.

Three loa gods appeared in succession, and the two loa gods who protected the Feiyi tribe and the Thunder tribe also appeared at the venue.

Paku - pterodactyl wilderness demigod, Akunda - thunder lizard wilderness demigod.

"Tokali is right. The evil god that the group of blood trolls believe in has grown stronger these days. If it is not dealt with, it will have a bad impact on the world."

Akunda's voice was very dull. Like Tokali, he hated the group of blood trolls living in Nazmir and the blood god they believed in.

"Anyway, a few of us have already shown up, so you can open up and talk about it."

Paku flapped his wings and stretched his long neck.

The words of these three demigods temporarily dispelled the originally gunpowder-smelling meeting scene, and the cold and dark meeting scene returned to normal because of Muerzala's appearance.

Bwonsamdi just curled his lips at this change. He was still counting on watching a live version of the battle of the chiefs, but it's a pity that these loa gods intervened too quickly, making it impossible for him to watch.

Yaval briefly explained the current situation of his tribe to the five people present, the horrors of the Horn Tribe and its vassals of several medium-sized tribes under the Horn Tribe.

"In fact, our tribe has also been hit hard by the invasion of blood trolls. The evil spells used by those cultists are beyond words. The sacrifices they perform can make people crazy."

With the beginning of Yawar, Latza of the Thunder tribe also complained to the rest of the chiefs.

The location of the Thunder Tribe is very close to that of the Sharp Horn Tribe, and it also belongs to the combination of forest and grassland in the north of the Zandalar Mountains.

This area is also an area where thunder lizards and direhorns live concentrated.

Because of the invasion of the blood trolls to the south, the thunder lizards and direhorn dragons living in this area were also slaughtered by them. These lunatics will do everything to please their blood gods, as long as they are living creatures that can bleed. It is possible to become a sacrifice in their eyes.

And creatures like Direhorn and Thunder Lizard, which are large in size and full of powerful vitality, are even more sought after by this group of blood trolls.

They are all good sacrificial objects!

Because of this, the two loa gods Torkali and Akunda so hope that the trolls living in the mountains of Zandalar can unite to fight against the blood trolls in the Nazmir region.

They are very clear that the blood trolls living in the Nazmir region cannot be defeated simply by relying on the trolls under their protection.

"I want to join the alliance, but do you have to provide my tribe with enough food to survive this dry season? Because of the blood trolls' invasion to the south this time, my tribe's food is no longer enough."

Manco does not reject this offensive and defensive alliance, but he still wants to get enough benefits for his tribe as much as possible.

As soon as his condition came out, the atmosphere in the entire venue, which was gradually getting warmer, also turned cold.

Which of the five chiefs present has enough food in their tribe?

Who can ensure that the little things in their tribal reserves can survive this difficult dry season?

Because of the southward invasion of those blood trolls, the number of prey in the entire mountain forest of Zandalar dropped sharply. Those animals either became the sacrifices of those blood trolls, or became the familiar demons infected by the blood plague Those blood priests controlled and attacked the surrounding tribes of all sizes.

This catastrophe destroyed the ecological balance of the entire forest. Those animals infected by the blood plague could not be eaten after being killed, and the corrupt blood still existed in those corpses.

Once the flesh and blood of these blood plague creatures are eaten, the eater will also be infected by the corrupted blood, and eventually die in pain.

Either starve to death, or eat the flesh of those infected creatures and die in foul blood.

No matter which choice you choose, you will eventually usher in death.

This is a future that no one wants to face.

"Our tribe is also short of food. There is really no way to give food to your tribe."

Yaval is a very honest chief, perhaps influenced by the loa god Tokali he worships.

"There is not enough food, sorry we can't help you."

Manco rejected Yaval's proposal without hesitation. The reason why he did so was very simple. The Claw tribe is located deep in the Zandalar Mountains. In the farther south, the velociraptors in the forest are their tribe's partners.

It was also relatively less affected by the blood troll among the five tribes present.

"If the Talon tribe doesn't join, our Flying Wing tribe won't join either. This kind of offensive and defensive treaty is really too unfavorable for us."

When Rocca heard that Manco would not join, he refused without hesitation.

The reason is simple, his tribe is the only one among the five major tribes present that has not been affected by the invasion of blood trolls.

Because their tribe was built on the steepest cliff in the mountains of Zandalar, thanks to the protection of the pterodactyl Paku, the flying wing tribe and the pterodactyls have become a symbiotic relationship, the flying wing tribe Most hunters ride pterodactyls to hunt, and [-]% of the prey they catch are pterodactyls, and [-]% are their own.

But even this [-]% is enough for the Flying Wing tribe to live.

The tribal village was built in a pterodactyl resting cave that was almost vertical to the ground, and even the craziest war mistress would not target there in that terrain.

"Oh~ oh, since those two tribes don't join, there is no need for us to join. I don't think those blood lunatics will break into Antaine's territory again. Are you right, Lord Muezala? "

After Bwonsamdi smiled sullenly, he turned around and looked up at Muezala who was floating behind him.

"Hehe, the souls of those white ghosts are really worthless. Bwonsamdi, you should find some more valuable sacrifices for me next time; you can keep that kind of rubbish for yourself."

Moezala looked majestic and indifferent, and he and Bwonsamdi seemed to have formed two serious differences in personality.

No one could have imagined that Bwonsamdi had been brought up by Muehzala.

"Haha, since you said so, then next time I will keep the souls of those white ghosts."

Bwonsamdi hits the snake and gets on the stick.

"Then there is no business between us, Bwonsamdi."

Muezara's voice was still so indifferent.

The withdrawal of three big tribes in a row made the two chiefs Yawal and Latza feel a little lost. Even if the two of them could form an offensive and defensive alliance, the complementarity of the two tribes would not increase their strength much.But in terms of numbers, they are really far behind the blood trolls.

The two loa, Tokali and Akunda, looked at Gonk and Paku. They hoped that these two loa gods could persuade themselves to protect the chief of the tribe so that they could reach a covenant.

But it seems that the other party doesn't want to do this.

"We just provide shelter for them. It is best not to interfere with the choices made by mortals themselves, whether this choice is good or bad."

Gonk communicated his thoughts to Tokali and Akunda in the way of spiritual transmission.

"Gonke, you'd better not forget our true identities! The guardians gave us strength to let us guard this world. Now, that evil god from a different degree is eroding this world! But what are you doing? None!"

Akunda's temper is not as good as Tokali's.

"Calm down, Akunda. In the final analysis, it is a battle between mortals. If that alien god dares to show up and take action, I will definitely solve it."

Pa'ku spoke for Gonk. Although there were some conflicts between the Talon Tribe and the Flying Wing Tribe, this did not affect the harmonious relationship between the two loa.

It's as if mortals don't hate each other because of the conflict between two nests of ants.

"But the fact now is that the alien god has already made a move."

Tokali added.

"That's the private decision of those mortals. That alien god doesn't dare to appear in the Zandalar Mountains at all, because it is afraid of us! As long as it dares to step into the Zandalar Mountains, it will be killed by us." Get out of our world."

Gonk is extremely confident.

Muezala crossed her arms and looked contemptuously at the four loa who were whispering.

"Ah, these beasts are so useless. The trolls who worship them are cowardly and short-sighted."

Doesn't Mueh'zala know the blood god's influence over the tribes of trolls throughout the Zandalar mountains?

Of course he knew.

But he is no longer a troll, he has become a loa.

Those troll tribes who don't believe in him have nothing to do with him, so why should he care?

Bwonsamdi looked at the four tribal chiefs who were already quarreling. Like Muezala, he couldn't see his expression clearly from his masked face, but he could still see it from the eyes behind his mask. See his playful look.

"It's really a good show. It's really interesting that these four guys who are chirping like an Archeopteryx are the chiefs of the four powerful tribes in this forest. However, it would be better if it could be more intense."

"We're not going to help you without food to keep my tribe through this dry season. Yawal, brother; you know it's your corner that needs us now. You can't just tell us to help you No, it's a deal."

Manco didn't intend to let go. He was not very optimistic about this alliance from the very beginning.

It's not that he is proud, he thinks that with the protection of Gonk, the Talon tribe is invincible in the forest.

If the vassal medium-sized tribes who were harassed by the blood trolls did not resist, they could escape to their villages.

As for those who were captured and killed.

I can only blame them for being unlucky and not being favored by Lord Gongke.

Although the population has declined, it is not necessarily a bad thing for the tribe as a whole facing a dry season. In Manco's view, a smaller population is still a good thing when dealing with the dry season.

When the rainy season comes, those small tribes that escaped the blood trolls will naturally join their Claw tribe in search of refuge, and their population will rebound again by then.

Roca also has a similar idea to Manco. The reason why they are similar is that their Flying Wing tribe has no servant tribe at all, and the real activity space of their Flying Wing tribe is above the sky.

The reason why their Flying Wing tribe can become the top five tribes in this Zandalari mountains is because their tribe can fly.

Spears dropped from the sky are enough to deal with any enemy who dares to commit crimes.

"Yaval, forget it. Negotiating with these cowards will lead to no results. The two of us should sign a defense treaty first."

Ratza didn't want to waste any more words, he looked at Yawal and spoke bluntly.

"Well, then let's reach a defensive alliance first."

Reluctantly and painfully, Yaval decided to sign a defensive alliance with the Thunder tribe first, so as to jointly fight against the upcoming new round of blood trolls' southward invasion.

The arrival of the dry season will not only affect the entire Zandalari Mountains, but also the Nazmir Forest area in the north.The blood trolls who are short of food are bound to invade south.

Just when the two were about to sign the contract, the noisy noise outside the venue caught the attention of the participants.

"Why can't non-big tribes enter? My Zandalari tribe has more than [-] people, and I'm not a big tribe? Get out of the way!"

Zuul was arguing with the guards guarding the entrance of the venue at the moment.

Dasa looked at each other indifferently.

(End of this chapter)