Civilization of Azeroth: Start the Great Pyramid Chapter 32

Li Deluo was a little embarrassed, but he was quickly dismissed by his understatement.

"We came from the Tanaris Desert to visit King Rastakhan in Zandalar."

Seeing that he went straight to the subject, Talanji was a little caught off guard.

"I am the princess of Zandalar. You can tell me what you want from Zandalar."

It's a pity that Li De didn't give her this face.

"Sorry, there are some things that only Wang is qualified to make decisions."

Talanji was a little sullen, and at the same time he was curious about the identity of this human race.

"Your identity? Human race. The king of Zandalar, not everyone can see it."

It seems that she always needs to give her some explanation, otherwise this level will be difficult to pass.

"I am the master of Tanaris, the Marshal of the Protectorate of the Vast Sea, and Zul'Farrak under my control wants to restore the connection with Zandalar that has been severed for thousands of years."

Talanji was a little surprised, Zandalar records the complete history of trolls. The name of the sand troll, Talanji, is somewhat unfamiliar, but Zul'Farrak was once one of the big cities in the history of trolls. There are records about this city. The last time it appeared in history was ten thousand years ago!

Now that this city, which has been judged dead, has reappeared in Zandalar's field of vision, Talanji knows that this is indeed not his own decision.

"Okay, you follow my boat. I warn you, it's best not to think about it."

Talanji glanced at Li De with some fear, and at the same time glanced at Niebuhr and Sessus with concern. A terran hero warrior and a wild troll who can summon the power of loa, it's an outrageous combination.

Talanji returned to the ship, and the Dinghai followed behind them and slowly sailed into the coastal waters of Zandalar.

Previously, the difference could not be seen from a distance of one nautical mile. In a close comparison, the Dinghai was more than twice the size of the Zandalari battleship! Such a large ship suddenly entered the port of Zandalar, and immediately caused great repercussions on the island.

After getting off the boat and standing on the harbour, Niebuhr, Cythes, and the others were all jealous for a while.

Sand trolls have never had contact with trolls from other tribes. In their opinion, even if other trolls are stronger than them, the living conditions will not be much better.

However, when they saw Zandalar Island with their own eyes, they actually complained about the injustice of God in their hearts. How could the sand trolls ever see such a green-eyed scene? !

Speaking of Nibuhr and the others, even Li De couldn't help but sighed at the scenery of Zandalar. No wonder trolls in history would have fought fiercely for the Zandalar mountains. It is truly a rare treasure.

But even though he was admiring Dara's excellent natural environment, Li De still whispered to Niebuhr.

"Tell everyone below to be more reserved and put away this shameful look. In the future, our home can only be better than here, not worse than here."

These words were like pouring cold water over a pot of cold water. Nibuhr woke up suddenly, cursed himself secretly, and hurriedly ordered to go down.

Li De then mixed the human and goblin members into the sand troll team during the march. It's better for the Terran to say that the goblins and Zandalar are not so friendly in history, and try to minimize the possibility of causing trouble.

The group just walked out of the port and were about to head towards the island. There was an old troll who looked very pompous.

This troll also wears a gorgeous crown, his skin is gray, and unlike most Zandalari trolls, his waist is slightly curved like a troll outside.

In addition to this, the most striking feature of this old troll is a pair of huge fangs, which makes him look majestic.

"I've heard that a group of people came to see His Majesty. Are you going to take them to the Golden Throne?"

Facing the questioning old troll, Talanji looked respectful.

"That's right, Zul Prophet. They claim to be from Zul'Farrak. I think this needs to be confirmed by the father and the Zanchuli Council."

The Prophet Zul was taken aback for a moment, then took a serious look at the trolls in the team, and then looked at Li De several times. His eyes were sharp, which made Li De feel a little uncomfortable.

"Zul'Farrak, sand trolls... Interesting... I originally wanted to leave for Zul'Farrak... Now it seems that some people have disappeared into the long river of history..."

Zul said something incomprehensible, but Talanji didn't show any disrespect. This Zul is honored as a "prophet", not a position or title, but he really has the ability to predict the future!

At this moment his words are unclear, but in fact it is likely to be a prophecy.

Zul's strange state soon ended, and he resumed his slow and gentle tone.

"I will inform His Majesty the God-king and everyone in the Zanchuli Council about this now. I will trouble the princess here and bring them to the Golden Throne."

After speaking, Zul didn't care about the crowd, turned around and walked towards the depths of the interior. His footsteps seemed slow, but he disappeared between the peaks and hills in a blink of an eye!

Talanji was used to Zul's coming and going like the wind, and calmly guided everyone along the mountain road.

Zandalar is said to be an island, but the actual land area is very large. It belongs to the largest kind of island, and can basically meet the standards of the subcontinent. Li De calculated silently, conservatively estimated that it should be as big as two Tanaris!

Along the way, Talanji did not let the itinerary get boring, and introduced Zandalar to everyone:

The place where they are at the moment is the area called Zuldazar in the south of Zandalar, and the capital of Dazar'alor is located here.

Of course, everyone can see it even if you don't say it. Zuldazar has a very special terrain. The continuous mountains gradually rise to the center. At the highest point in the center of Zuldazar is the majestic city of Dazaro, worthy of its name. city ​​on a hill.

And the destination of everyone is the highest point of Dazar'alor City, which is the palace of the God King Rastakhan: the Golden Throne.

"Teacher, I feel an unprecedented strong Loa aura, and there are many Loa gods living here!"

On the way, Niebuhr leaned over to Li De, lowered his voice and said excitedly.

Niebuhr really kept his voice very low, so low that Li De could barely hear it.

But there was one other person in the group who heard it clearly, that was Talanji. As the princess of Zandalar, Talanji is gifted with extraordinary talents and received a response from Loa at a young age, so her senses are many times more sensitive than those of ordinary people.

'They are very concerned about the existence of Loa... What is their purpose? ! '

Talanji's thoughts were overwhelmed, but she still hid it well. As Li De said, it was up to her father, the God King Rastakha, to decide this matter.

Among Zuldazar's dense canopy, the golden throne of Rastakhan's bedroom.

This is a majestic building with sharp edges and corners, its majestic level is almost equal to that of the Great Pyramid. The inner top of the uppermost main hall is nearly ten meters high, forty meters wide and twenty meters long.

In the center of the palace is a golden throne with a totem pattern covering a large area of ​​gold, symbolizing the power and mystery of this empire.

Sitting on the throne is naturally the God King Rastakha, and below the throne, on the left and right sides, are erected shocking statues. These statues are generally somewhat abstracted, but it can still be seen that they are demonic storms. Statues of Loa such as dragons, direhorns, velociraptors, pterodactyls, and Slender-jawed dragons.

Below these statues, there are many seats, and the Zandalari trolls, the real powers of the Zanchuli Council, are sitting on them.

At this time, everyone from the king of the gods to the ministers fell silent, waiting for the visitors in the hall.

"Your Majesty, Princess Talanji has taken the visitor to the outside of the palace."

At this moment, a troll wearing a golden helmet and holding a spear with a straight waist walked in and reported to Rastakhan in a deep voice.

"Let them in."

Only then did Rastakha, who was wearing a golden helmet and armor, speak, and his tone was like that of an ancient **** who was about to wake up, and he looked particularly majestic.

Following the order of the King of God, the announcements were passed among the guards one by one, and finally spread outside the hall.

Li De, who was waiting outside the hall, felt Zandalar's full sense of ritual, but he was not very shocked. After all, he had seen a more complicated and profound ritual culture than this.

Giving Niebuhr and the others a look, Li De generously walked towards the palace.

In the eyes of Rastakhan and other trolls, what they saw was a human race who was not tall and burly compared to them, and walked to the center of the hall.

He has short black hair, straight facial features, and a firm expression. His clothes are not gorgeous, just a decent officer's uniform. A giant sword is slung across his waist in a dark green monitor lizard leather scabbard. Hold the end of the scabbard.

The trolls don't know where the etiquette is, but from the fact that he is not holding the hilt but holding the scabbard, they can feel that this represents peace and does not mean to use force.

I saw the human commander standing tall and said in a high-spirited voice.

"Marshal of Tanaris Vast Sea Protector: Reid Victory, salute His Majesty Rastakhan."

This neither humble nor arrogant bearing immediately surprised the trolls.

You must know that despite the long-term glorious isolation and endless sea of ​​Zandalar, they have never stopped observing the continent. Although the main purpose is to control the situation of Gurubashi and Amani, it does not mean that they have nothing to do with the history of the human race. Know.

The human race of Azeroth is actually the product of the degeneration of the Vrykul who were created by the Titans under the curse of flesh and blood. Judging from the rise of the Terran led by their Emperor Thoradin, the history of the Terran is less than 3000 years old, which is short-lived compared to the trolls.

In the eyes of the Zandalar trolls, except for the blood of Thoradin the Great, most of the human race are either aggressive and arrogant, or weak and wretched, and there are few people who can communicate with trolls with such magnanimity.

"Human, explain your purpose. My daughter brought me news from Zul'Farrak. Why did you, the Terran, come to talk to me?"

Li De turned slightly sideways and let Niebuhr come out.

"This is the chief of Zul'Farrak, Nibul Sandtop. He is my student, and I brought him here to restore the relationship between Zul'Farrak and Zandalar."

Niebuhr took a step forward at the right time. He was still too young to be shocked by Rastakha's ostentation. If it wasn't for Li De's unmarked support on his elbow, Niebuhr would have almost lost his footing.

"Niebuhr Shading salutes His Majesty Rastakhan, since Zul'Farrak lost contact with the Zandalar thousands of years ago, my people have lost the tradition of the Loa Faith.

In the middle, because of the misunderstanding of the evil god, it brought long suffering to the sand trolls. So I came this time, hoping to regain the Loa beliefs, get the favor of at least one Loa, and get rid of the current mental predicament of the Zul'Farrak people. "

After hearing Niebuhr's words, Rastakhan was stunned for a while, and then his face showed joy. As for the other Zandalari trolls, their expressions were different, but they were mostly happy.

"I'm very pleased, Sand Troll..."

After saying this, Rastakhan's words suddenly changed.

"But I can't promise you easily."

Niebuhr had already prepared to thank him, but Rastakha's words made him fall into an ice cave. He was eager to express something, but Li De signaled that he should not be in a hurry and listen to what the other party said.

"I'm happy to find the Loa traditions back with the various troll tribes, but before that, I must be clear about your attitude towards Loa. Many trolls in history have gone to extremes in order to revive the fallen tribes.

Those trolls are not pious towards Loa. They are short-sighted for immediate benefit and bait, so they recklessly use and even squeeze the power of Loa!

Thousands of years ago, your fellow Gurubashi, Zul'Gurub, who were separated from you on another continent, squeezed the power of Loa, and finally even sacrificed blood to the twisted spirit-reaver Hakkar.

In order not to let the whole world become Hakkar's blood food, the Zandalar paid a huge price.

The loa of Zandalar are the gods who protect us, and I will never allow them to be persecuted by evil thoughts. I can't accept that, to practice Loa's power into the cruel sandstorm is to betray Loa's trust! "

Rastakhan's words surprised Li De. It seems that Zandalar's belief in Loa is much purer than that of Gurubashi and Amani.

But think about it carefully, this is also related to Zandalar's unique natural environment. The abundant Zandalar mountains are enough to support the trolls to live a prosperous life. They don't have to rely on the power of Loa to strengthen their bodies to solve meals. problem.

Cang Lin knows the etiquette and the Zandalar without the pressure of life, of course, has more energy to seek the spiritual world.

It is precisely because of this that the Loa beliefs of Zandalar have completed the transformation from totem worship to polytheistic religion.

Thinking of this, Li De shook his head secretly in his heart, Zandalar is indeed not in the same dimension as other tribes in terms of religion and culture. But it is precisely this that makes them a highly idealistic society.

Such Zandalar, lying in the comfort of the Zuldazar mountains, UU reading www.uukanshu. com can of course enjoy prosperity forever.

But once the world undergoes drastic changes, or one day they hope to expand abroad, then the festival will naturally put herself in the shoes and realize the actual situation of the wider world.

Not every piece of land can be fed and clothed with minimal labor. Many races with absolute character flaws due to the curse of flesh and blood have derived complex and brutal killing methods in order to compete for land and wealth.

Zandalar, who is used to living a stable life, will be in a bloodbath by that time. Although they have the protection of many Loa, they will not perish, but they are destined to pay a painful price.

Sure enough, without Li De, Niebuhr refuted Rastakha's words.

"I couldn't guarantee it before, but no matter how harsh the environment is now, it can't defeat the sand trolls!

Under the leadership of the teacher, the sand troll has lived a decent life through hard work. We revere nature, cherish nature and transform nature.

What the sand trolls long for is spiritual peace, we need the guidance and education of kind-hearted Loa, but we don't need to live by squeezing Loa!

Sand trolls are not scumbags, we have our own road to prosperity, and the ships docked in the port are proof! "

It's just a young little troll, but he has the courage to speak like this to him, the god-king who has ruled Zandalar for nearly two hundred years. Rastakhan admires Niebuhr.

But Rastakhan was not so easily persuaded.

"It looks like you admire your teacher... Marshal Li De, should I call you that? I'm very grateful that you can bring new life to my clan.

but…

Even if I can accept the sand trolls being ruled by humans, Loa can't! "

Chapter end