Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 242 Goodbye Zhongluoa

Before the civilians in Zul'Farrak could figure out what was going on, they saw the flags erected on the top of the city changed. They just knew that a large army had just entered the city, and then they quickly picked up the original ones. City guards.

At first they thought it was the dictator Diocletian who went on an expedition to suppress bandits, who had returned. However, with the posting of notices to calm the people, the people realized that things had changed.

Dasa changed his clothes and strolled through the city of Zul'Farrak. It was not his style to wait for news about Diocletian in the Despot's palace. Anyway, with Shadra here, he did not worry about the mistransmission of information. .

Zul'Farrak City was a city built after Emperor Elrond regained power. It was almost ten thousand years ago. It was different from the old capital Zul'Dazar City that had been repaired and expanded several times.

The city of Zul'Farrak still retains its original flavor, which is the so-called troll style.

The buildings in the old city here are all temple-like pyramid-shaped buildings made of huge stones and bricks. Tall obelisks stand in large squares, recording all major events about the city. record.

"Ah, you are really hard to find."

A white spider jumped out of a shadow and landed on Dasa's shoulder.

"Find that bastard's location? I heard about that bastard when I was on the street."

Daza turned to look at the little white spider on his shoulder.

There were many civilians from Zul'Farrak on the street discussing the whereabouts of Diocletian. He also knew that the despot had gone to suppress bandits, but he didn't know exactly where.

And now Shadra brought him information about Diocletian.

"It's confirmed that it's in the northwest area, the junction of Un'Goro Crater and Talisis Jungle."

Shadra soon gave Dasa the information he requested.

"Very good, I'll go over right away. Tell Simon to prepare the unused reserves and follow me to catch that bastard."

After saying this, Dasa turned around and walked towards the palace.

At the junction, Azshara learned about the North from Diocletian.

Azshara also did not expect that the Dragon Academy would openly oppose the orders of Zin Azshara City.They have even raised troops to attack the autocratic princedom of Zul'Farrak.

"I see, you go to rest."

After hearing this, Azshara asked Diocletian to rest first. She needed to think about how to deal with the dragonborn legion who mastered the powerful dragon language magic.

To rely on the existing rebels to confront the Dragonborn Legion head-on is simply to ask them to commit suicide. Even suicide is more comfortable than this way of death. It is definitely impossible to win in a head-on battle, so it is still like dealing with Diocletian. The army is like that, how about dealing with the Dragonborn Legion?

They will also pay a heavy price, and they may even be unable to control the entire Autocratic Principality of Zul'Farrak.

This result was something Azshara did not want to happen.

"Old Gani, didn't you say there would be good news? Can you tell me now?"

Azshara recalled that Gani had told her that there would be good news.

"Well, let me keep it a secret for now. Anyway, you will see it yourself soon."

Gani continued to lie. Of course, He knew what was going to happen, so he would naturally not tell Azshara about Dasa.

"You know? Old Garni, I hate what you do. Sirik, can you tell me?"

After Azshara saw that she could not get the news from Gani, she immediately changed her target and looked at the bat squatting on her shoulder.

All the awakened Loa knew about the news about Dasa's coming, but they blocked the news from both parties because they only wanted to give Dasa and Azshara a surprise.

Azshara, who didn't know any news from the Loa, could only nervously make plans to deal with the Northern Dragonborn Legion.

At dusk, still on this meadow, Azshara assembled her trustworthy mobile forces and waited here for the northern troops led by Daza.

It was at this time that the two of them understood what the so-called good news the Loas were talking about was.

"I didn't expect it to be you, girl."

Daza and Azshara chatted on the golden meadow illuminated by the setting sun.

When the two parties met, he didn't even recognize this heroic elf girl as Azshara.

He didn't recognize it until Azshara called him.

At this time, Dasa was very sure that the elf girl in front of him was the real Azshara.

"Ah, I should have thought of it earlier, ancestor."

Azshara is indeed a little troubled. She should have thought of it earlier, why the Dragon Academy, which has always been indifferent to worldly affairs, would launch an offensive against the autocratic princedom of Zul'Farrak so uncharacteristically.

This must be due to a change in leadership at Dragon Academy.

"You've suffered this year."

Daza looked at Azshara's hands and the determined look on her face and said with emotion.

"No, I don't think it's suffering. This time I really understand the real life of the vast majority of the people of the empire."

Azshara shook her head. She felt that the hardships she had endured during this year were actually the ordinary daily lives of most people in the empire.

This torture of poverty and hunger is just a struggle to survive.

"You have grown up, girl."

Daza reached out and touched Azshara's head. The child's hair was messed up by him again.

"Did our ancestors attack here to prepare for a counterattack against the Imperial Capital?"

Azshara nuzzled Dasa's hand like a kitten. She quite tolerated Dasa's way of treating her.

"No, the reason for attacking here is because there are more important and more dangerous enemies here."

Daza looked at the sun that was slowly setting in the distance, and told Azshara about the ancient gods.

"The Ancient God! I know it's the Yogg-Saron who once resided in the Titan City of Ulduar."

Azshara naturally knew about the Old Gods. She learned about the affairs between the Empire and the Old Gods from some ancient books and epics.

"Yes, although we killed Yogg-Saron back then, there are still two ancient gods in this world that we need to deal with."

Dasa said seriously.

"Those, the remnants of Yaqir insects! So that's it. I heard Diocletian talk about what happened in the past year. He said that there are more and more traces of insects in Silithus Wasteland. Recently, those insects They even took the initiative to attack the Emerald Defense Line.”

After Dasa's explanation, Azshara immediately understood.

"Yes, I have made a plan with the Dragon Clan and the Titan Guardians of Ulduar. This time we will go deep into the Silithus Wasteland, arrive at the Temple of Angela, and completely purify those Aqir bugs. Of course, And the masters behind them.”

Daza informed Azshara of the purpose of his trip.

"I want to go too! This war is my responsibility."

Azshara took the initiative to ask for help. How could she back down from such a major event that would go down in history?

"Well, that's fine too."

Daza nodded, agreeing to Azshara's request to fight.

"Go, your friends seem to be waiting for you over there. It's time to tell them the truth. It's not a good thing to keep hiding it, child." Dasa looked past Azshara's figure and looked not far behind. The group of comrades and companions who followed Azshara all the way.

This child may be really trying to regain what he has lost.

"That's annoying, old man."

Azshara said, turning around and walking towards her companions.

"She's just like you."

Lazan's vision appeared next to Daza, looking at Azshara's back as she walked towards her companions.

"You're just a little girl who doesn't understand anything. What has happened to you these years?"

Daza turned his head and looked at Lazan.

"Your long-cherished wish has come true thanks to the step-by-step efforts of your descendants. Mortals no longer need our protection."

Lezan did not directly answer Dasa's question, but once again chatted with him about the issues they had discussed when they first met.

This time, it was Lezan who admitted he was wrong.

"Even so, we have to thank you for helping us back then."

This time Dasa no longer emphasized the independence of mortals as he did before.

"Arcana, Holy Light, Life, Elements, these powers are gradually mastered by mortals, and they no longer need to rely on our power. Especially the power of the Well of Eternity, under the secret technique of that boy Elrond, Completely integrated into your bloodline. Naturally, it’s time for us to leave you."

Raizan's words explained to Dasa why the loa had withdrawn from the upper echelons of the empire.

Because the empire's senior officials no longer need them.

Correspondingly, the people at the bottom of the empire still need the protection of Loa.

It is also because of this that Loa who are not very powerful, such as Garni, Gonk, Sirik, and Shadra, will continue to leave their traces in the empire.

"Times have changed, Rezan. And so have we."

Dasa sighed after hearing Raizan's words.

"But some things haven't changed, haven't they?"

Garni's vision appeared between the two, and he looked at Azshara and her companions in the distance with a smile on his face.

"Yes, everything is changing. It may get better or worse, but the choice is in our hands. Ghani, do me a favor and inform other Luo Amen, now Azeroth needs their power."

Dasa turned around and looked at the dark sky in the east.

With the confluence of the three large armies, a huge team marched on the road, heading towards the city of Zul'Farrak.

In the next planning, the refugees in Azshara's team will be properly resettled to the north.

Shandara is enough to accommodate these refugees. Although the climate there is colder than that of Feralas and Talisis, there is a place for them to live there, and there are no exorbitant taxes to trouble and exploit them.

With the names of Loamen and Dasa as the First Emperor as a guarantee, these refugees were naturally willing to go there through the portal.

Under the starry sky, Azshara and Daza stood in front of the huge portal, watching the refugees heading to the north leave.

On the other side is the space portal leading to Uldum.

This was the first time Azshara saw an army of titan creations.

The troops composed of Stone Mogu, Tievikul, Anubisas and Tol'vir shocked everyone present.

"Looks like you've got this place figured out, Dasa."

When the Virgin of Purity walked out of the portal in Uldum, she looked at Daza.

"It's done here. Over at the Emerald Line of Defense, we're already fighting the swarm of insects."

Dasa looked at the Holy Mother of Purity and nodded.

"So, our actions have to speed up. Can you guys resist?"

Upon hearing this, the Virgin of Purity decided it was time for Uldum's army to march into Silithus Wasteland.

This time, they, the Titan Guardians, could no longer leave these mortals to fight alone.

"Our times have changed, but those bugs don't seem to have. Their tactics are still the same, charging through the sea of ​​bugs."

Dasa said to the Holy Mother of Purity with a relaxed look.

"Okay, so the first phase of the plan has been completed, it's time for us to start the second phase."

The Holy Virgin was relieved to hear what Dasa said.

According to the plan discussed at Wyrmrest Temple, the first stage was for a large force to move from the north and gather near the Silithus Wasteland.

The second stage is the coalition's march towards the Angela Temple area deep in Silithus.

As for the third stage, it is the action of elite troops going deep into C'Thun's sealed land to completely kill him.

"Then take a rest for two days, and let's start taking action after the third day."

Daza prepared the time to launch his attack on the Wasteland of Silithus.

Afterwards, Daza introduced Azshara to the Holy Mother of Purity. He thought that the two would have nothing to talk about, but he did not expect that Azshara and the Holy Mother of Purity would get along very well.

Daza also learned from the chat between the two that Azshara could no longer cast spells!
This time he changed his previous focus.

"Old man! What do you mean! You clearly agreed to let me go to the battlefield!"

Azshara found Dasa overnight after hearing that he had changed his mind.

"What can you do if you lose the ability to cast spells? A ranger? Do you see the lack of rangers in the team now?! The battlefield is very chaotic."

Dasa focused on the war information on the desk without raising his head.

"Old man! Do you think I have never been on the battlefield? How do you think Diocletian lost? Do you think I am a burden?"

Azshara slapped her hands on Dasa's desk with a bang, and looked at Dasa angrily with her beautiful eyes.

"Yes, you will be a liability when facing those Aqir bugs."

Daza raised his head and looked at the angry girl in front of him with a serious face.

"But I led the rebel army composed of refugees and defeated Diocletian's army. Why can he participate in the battle? I can't!"

Azshara still doesn't want to give up.

"Listen, the bugs you are facing are different from the enemies you have always known. They have no fear or pain. On the contrary, they will cause us fear and pain. Okay, don't make trouble for me either. Come on, girl. Go and rest."

Daza put down his pen, stood up helplessly, and sent Azshara back to her bedroom.

Two days later, in the scorching sun-scorched wasteland of Silithus, the war between the coalition forces and the Ancient God officially began.

(End of this chapter)