Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 384 Trouble ensues

In the Zandalar Islands, when Azshara's shuttle landed in the open space outside the city of Zul'Dazar, a group of Zandalari paladins wearing golden armor surrounded them, and a figure appeared in the sky. The pterodactyl knights blocked the airspace here.

Faced with such a scene, Azshara was not worried. She took Vashj off the shuttle and saw the troll warlord guarding here. She spoke the ancient Thalassian language that Dasa taught her (i.e. Troll language) explained his purpose.

The warlord didn't have a good impression of the elves, and he wanted to reject Azshara directly, but at this moment, Gani's shadow appeared on the scene.

Azshara and Vashj both recognized this god of scavenging. As the Loa god who saved the two of them back then, they both remembered this kindness.

"Hail to you, demigod Gani."

"Oh! It's all gone, it's gone! Little Azshara and little Vashj, ah, you don't have to show such expressions. We are Loa gods. Naturally, I here know about you in that world."

As soon as Garni opened his mouth, Azshara and Vashj were stunned, and they were spared the self-introduction they originally wanted to do.

Seeing that the Loa had said this, the troll warlord was too embarrassed to continue to block Azshara and Vashj. He could only send out a signal to close the team, and at the same time asked a pterodactyl rider to take these two News of the arrival of the uninvited guests was sent to Dazar'alor, and what to do next depended on the God King's orders.

"Follow me, little girls. I know why you are here. We still have a lot of time now, so let's take advantage of the opportunity to appreciate the city of Zuldaza here."

Just when Azshara arrived at the Loa platform under the leadership of Gonk and Gani, Zul and Rastakhan were already dressed up and standing here.

Although this contemporary god-king had countless questions in his mind, he quickly issued an order requiring the entire Dazar'alor to be on alert. At the same time, he also went to find his old friend Zul to explain the matter to him. , but when he saw his old friend, he found that he seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

On the road leading to Dazar'alor, another Loa, Gonk, who was familiar to Azshara and Vashj, soon appeared. With this Loa as a guarantee, the two of them could move more smoothly in Dassarone.

After listening to Azshara's words, Zul looked at Rastakhan calmly.

"What? The primitive elves are also elves! I have never regarded you as a foreign race!"

"We are trolls! Not elves!"

"Us? When will you elves regard us as one of us?"

"If this is the choice of the Zandalari God-King in this parallel time and space, then I'm in the wrong place, Vashj, let's go."

Rastakhan, who was in the palace of Dazar'alor, learned about the arrival of Azshara and Vashj from the returning pterodactyl knight, especially about the appearance of Gani.

Rastakhan was the first to speak. He asked about Azshara's purpose. From the other person's words, he understood the current changes in the world. The Burning Legion had once again descended on the world.

Azshara recognized the identities of these two men at a glance through their clothes. One was the God King and the other was the Prophet. The reason why I can recognize it is because the huge crown on top of Rastakhan's head was still in the museum in Azeroth in that time and space.

But after actually coming into contact with Rastakhan and Zul, she was disappointed.

Rastakhan proudly reiterated his identity to Azshara.

Azshara was a little disappointed. She had thought that Zandalar here would be like Azeroth in her time and space, and would fight to the death for this world.

At this moment, Lezan's figure appeared; and along with Lezan, Bwonsamdi appeared.

Rastakhan heard Azshara's words and taunted.

After Azshara heard this, she suddenly became angry.

"Don't deal with it?! Are you really Zul?! As the prime minister and high priest of the empire, you chose to retreat when the whole world needed us the most?!"

Garni took Azshara and Vashj to walk on the paved road leading to Dazar'alor, introducing them to the situation here.

"The arrival of those demons has been predicted by Wanling. This time it will not affect the Zandalar Empire. Your Majesty, we don't need to deal with it."

Azshara heard Rastakhan's taunt and spoke her mind.

As soon as these two appeared, Rastakhan and Zul had to reconsider their previous decisions. As soon as Lazan appeared, he greeted Azshara familiarly. It was obvious that both parties were familiar with each other; As for the Bwonsamdi guy, he even made a little joke with Azshara. Such a scene was something Rastakhan had never seen before.

Along with the appearance of Bwonsamdi of Lezan, the rest of the Loa also appeared on the Loa platform.

What's more important is that these Loa are very familiar with Azshara, as if she is not an elf who uses arcane magic, but a devout Loa priest.

"Rastakhan, we will not judge the choices you make after knowing everything that happened outside. After all, the Zandalari trolls did suffer heavy damage in the last cataclysm. It is indeed too cruel for you to participate in this war."

Lezan said looking at the Rasta River, but he was standing next to Azshara at the moment.

"If that's the case, why are you still siding with her?!"

Rastakhan looked at Raizan and then at Azshara.

"We are the guardians of Azeroth, Rastakhan. We are not just here to protect Zandalari, but the world needs our power."

Tokali looked at Rastakhan and answered his question.

"Your Majesty, the matter has come to this, and we really can no longer avoid it. Perhaps, we can also take this opportunity to recreate the grandeur of the Zandalari Empire back then."

Zul saw an opportunity in this battle, an opportunity to revive the Zandalar Empire.

As ancient Kalimduo was shattered, the world was shattered, and the trolls were scattered everywhere. The Zandalari Empire also completely disappeared from its name.

But now, an opportunity has arisen to revive the Zandalar Empire.

"That's right, you can recreate the grand occasion when the Zandalari Empire unified the trolls just like we did when we fought against the Azyaqir Insect Empire!"

Vashj also spoke out at this time to clarify Zul's thoughts.

Back then, the Zandalari Empire's opponent was the Aqir Empire, but now the threat to the entire Azeroth is the Burning Legion from the Twisting Nether.

Faced with such a huge threat, as long as Zandalari can unite the trolls scattered across Azeroth, they can regain the glory of the Zandalari Empire.

"It is my lifelong wish to revive Zandalar. Since you think it is feasible, Zul, let's join in this war."

After listening to the respective explanations of Vashj and Zul, Rastakhan made a complete decision. However, Rastakhan still made a request to Azshara. The Zandalari Empire must first eliminate the threat of Nazmir in the north before setting off to the Broken Isles with all its strength.

It was also at this time that Azshara heard about the blood trolls who once only existed in historical documents.

"This parallel world is too chaotic! How much trouble will we have to face without unity?!"

Vashj frowned as she looked at the information about Nazmir in front of her.

"Nazmir's matter is not urgent now, unless those white ghosts will rush out. The top priority now is to deal with the invasion of the Burning Legion. There are many things, but we have to do it one by one."

Azshara reorganized her irritable thoughts and prioritized the things currently happening in Azeroth, the most important of which was the invasion of the Burning Legion.

The rest of the things are matters within the planet. As long as the Burning Legion can be repelled, Azshara will have the energy to slowly sort out the situation here.

Rastakhan believed that Zandalar would not be able to send all its troops to support the Broken Isles if the problem of Nazmir was not resolved. Azshara changed her mind. She has now won the support of the Loa. She wants to take away half of the Golden Fleet and prepare to use these ships to support the Broken Islands. Through the Loamen, she can contact other trolls scattered across Azeroth. With the magic of the Sunwell, She is enough to open portals to troll tribes everywhere.

"Let us go to the Broken Isles! The warriors there need our assistance."

Azshara stood on the deck of a gold fleet ship, preparing to say goodbye to Rastakhan, but at this moment, an unexpected person rushed out from behind Rastakhan.

"Father, I also want to participate in this war!"

Talanji's appearance caught Rastakhan off guard.

"Go back! There are foreign races there, it's too dangerous!"

Rastakhan was also caught off guard by the arrival of his daughter, and he scolded her.

"No, now the whole world is in danger. Lezan has told me everything. Zandalar can no longer hide."

Talanji shook off Rastakhan's hand and resolutely boarded the ship where Azshara was.

"Talanji..."

Rastakhan wanted to say something more, but seeing her firm determination to leave, he seemed to be unable to say anything for a moment.

"Don't worry, old friend, she will be fine."

Zul looked at the fleet leaving the port and patted Rastakhan on the shoulder.

The scene of half of the golden fleet leaving the port is still very shocking. They have only one goal - the Broken Islands.

At this moment, the fighting here was indeed as intense as Azshara expected.

The appearance of Fel Mecha was just the beginning. With the arrival of frontline fire support equipment such as Hellfire Chariots and Hellfire Battleships, the Burning Legion's front began to expand outwards.

In the battle on the Broken Shore, the coalition forces indeed wiped out the demons there, but the casualties they paid were heavy. When the encircling troops regrouped in front of the road leading to the Tomb of Sargeras, those who stood here were The Imperial Army had already suffered nearly half of its casualties.

Those stopped by them were Doom Guards and swarms of Hellfire, and their commanders were Magtheridon and Azgaror.

The alternating attacks of the two abyss lords were the main reason for the heavy casualties of the imperial army; but these two abyss lords also fell here due to the fierce fighting of the imperial army.

"You are finally here! I thought you were still having a picnic on the road!"

After Salorian saw the figure of Kael'thas, his nervous heart was somewhat relieved.

"You also know how big that dumpling is, and it takes a while to eat it."

While Kael'thas responded to Salorian, he once again commanded his firebird to attack the countless magic bats that jumped up from the sky.

"You guys eat too slowly."

After Salorian said that, he rushed out with the lightsaber in his hands, killing all the incoming doomsday guards. Good armor and sharp weapons, these equipment can be used in the hands of a powerful warrior. The power produced is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The ten thousand years of the Azeroth Empire have not let it pass in vain. The improvement of various technologies has created the powerful imperial army now.

"Do you have any reinforcements?"

Arthas came to Kael'thas with the Hand of Tyr in his hand and asked.

"All the troops that can be mobilized are here. Although the troops from the rear of the empire are rushing here, it will take a lot of time."

Kael'thas looked at Arthas and explained the current situation.

With every inch of advancement on the front, the coalition forces will pay the price of casualties, and there is a steady stream of demon-sized troops. This is not good news.

"It would be great if our fleet could be called as well."

Salorian misses the Imperial fleet very much at this moment. As long as three warships provide fire support, he will have the confidence to clean up the Tomb of Sargeras here.

"Don't think about the fleet. Now worry about the demons sending a fleet to Azeroth."

Kael'thas also misses the fleet, but judging from the current situation, it is impossible. On the contrary, a fleet may appear on the Burning Legion's side.

In the high-altitude orbit of Draenor, the battle began again. Archimonde, who had been wiped out once, once again arrived at Draenor with a complete evil fleet.

So what if the battle fails once? As long as they discover the location of Draenor and know that there is a portal to the parallel world of Azeroth, then the Legion can consume those mortals to death.

Facing the menacing Burning Legion, half of the troops from the Azeroth Empire were left on Draenor. They needed to be involved in the battle against the Burning Legion at all times. Even Daza had left the surface of the planet. , took a super battleship called the Spear of Dazar into space, and began a battle with the Burning Legion.

Azeroth and Draenor in parallel time and space were caught in the flames of war, and the dead souls poured into the abyss of the Shadow Realm like a torrent along the Well of Souls. The Archon finally Something happened.

(End of this chapter)