Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 124 The Future Guest

The troll's buildings are huge for Thrall, an orc who lived in a human castle since he was a child. The buildings built by mixing boulders, giant trees, and long bricks together form small towns.

Whether it is brick, wood or stone, there are engraved mysterious patterns used by trolls to worship or pray for blessings. The combination of these patterns also adds a different decorative color to these buildings.

Sharp Point Town, when Thrall came here on a pterodactyl, he almost regarded this town as the king's capital of trolls.

Because it was already much bigger than the Dunholde Castle where he grew up.

As for the degree of prosperity, it is far better than that town of the human race.

When Barger who brought him told him that this was just a resting town near the capital, the shock on Thrall's face hardly disappeared.

In his memory, the trolls were as barbaric and primitive as the orcs, and they couldn't compare with those civilized human races, let alone those legendary elves.

But now, he feels that his three views are undergoing a huge change.

When he arrived at the south gate of Zuerga City on the Direhorn vehicle used as a means of transportation between towns, he was almost dazzled by the dazzling light in the distance.

As he gradually approached the city gate, he blocked his eyes with his hands, and only then could he barely see what the shining light was.

It is the walls of the city of Zurga, these unusually smooth walls coated with thick limestone powder and polished, reflecting the light from the sky.

The South City Gate, here is also known as the Gate of the Mistress of the Sky, also known as the Gate of Paku.

The image of the pterodactyl loa was built on the city wall in the form of a mosaic by clever troll craftsmen using various colored stones and colored bricks.

"Welcome to Zul'gar City, boy."

Sitting across from Thrall, Barger smiled proudly at the orc boy who was staring at the colorful door.

"It's beautiful."

Thrall doesn't understand art, but this doesn't prevent him from admiring the walls of Zurga.

"This is the culmination of the joint efforts of all our trolls. You can still see the scenery in the city in a while."

Bagh patted Thrall on the shoulder.

After the intercity vehicles arrived at the terminus, Bagh took Thrall out of the car and walked along the Zandalari Avenue, which leads directly to the northern city gate.

On the east side of the avenue is the trading area of ​​Zurga City, and on the west side is the residential area of ​​Zurga City.

The bustling scene here made Thrall feel a little nervous. He also saw some other alien races, such as snake people, fox people, and tortoises.

But he had never heard of any of these alien races when he was in Durnholde Castle. Among these tall trolls, Thrall felt that he was short.

It was only here that he discovered that the trolls were not all carrying their backs. When they were carrying their backs, they were always on the alert to fight. In normal times of peace, they also fought with orcs and humans The same is straight back.

Walking across the bridge across the canal in the city means that you have officially entered the two most critical areas in Zurga.

The towering city walls of the military area had already warned Thrall of its inaccessibility, while the three magnificent pyramid complexes of the administrative area were the buildings that had been attracting his attention ever since he stepped into the city of Zul'ga.

"There is the final destination of our trip today, and His Majesty is also there. Remember to be respectful when you go in later."

Bagger pointed to the pyramids in the distance and said to Thrall with a serious face.

"Well, I see. I'll be careful with my words and deeds."

Thrall nodded, his expression became serious again.

It seemed that this time he was going to meet this big man among the trolls, and he didn't know if the other party knew how to let him go home.

But he has been out for too long this time, and he is a little worried about the safety of Sister Taressa.

Walking into the administrative area, Thrall walked to the foot of the Dasa Pyramid under the watchful eyes of a group of troll guards.

Looking up at the long staircase, Thrall felt a little nervous for some reason. He shook his head to dispel all these complicated emotions, and then stepped firmly on the stairs leading to the temple.

Dasa was discussing with Zul about the recent movements of the bugs in the main hall.

"Isn't it too risky to send hunter troops deep into the area where the bugs are active?"

Zul sat on a small wooden chair on the floor of the main hall and looked at Dasa sitting on the throne.

"It has to be done. We have almost no intelligence gathering work outside of the Zandalari Mountains. If we don't take the risk of sending hunters out to investigate, I'm afraid we will be caught by these bugs sooner or later. Blind spots eliminated."

Dasa was naturally aware of the danger of sending a team of hunters deep into the bug-occupied area, but if they didn't do so, they wouldn't be able to get any information about the bugs.

15 years, exactly 15 years!

Dasa has had enough of this kind of frustration. According to the chronicle, the battle between the Troll Empire and the Insect Empire lasted for 2000 years, but Dasa couldn't live that long at all.

He didn't want to leave such a big enemy as the worm to his descendants to solve, that was not in his character.

He wanted to fight back, and the trolls had to fight back too, to get out of the mountains of Zandalar. Although they were given a long-term shelter here, no troll could tell how long this shelter would last.

It is necessary to break through the blockade of the bugs, whether it is to find allies or destroy the hatching nests of the bugs, you need to take this step bravely.

For Azeroth, it has never been an empty talk.

For every practice, at least one troll's life was sacrificed.

It is a battle cry forged in the blood of trolls.

"Do you think that alien will bring a solution?"

Zul could feel the impatience of his friend. In fact, he was also very anxious in his heart. He also wanted to end this war with the Yaqir bugs as soon as possible.

But realistically speaking, this is impossible.

"Maybe, maybe not, the appearance of this guy is just a signal for us."

Dasa has also been thinking about why Thrall appeared here, but because of insufficient information, his analysis was all nonsense.

"You should be the prophet, Your Majesty."

Zul shook his head after listening to Dasa's words.

While the two trolls were chatting, Bagh led Zul into the temple at the top of the pyramid.

What Thrall saw was Dasa who was sitting on the stepped throne in the temple. He had never seen such a special troll.

"Bage, it's hard work for you, go and rest, I will have a chat with this alien visitor."

After Dasa told him about Thrall's background, he asked him to rest.

Thrall also noticed that the table in front of Dasa was full of various scrolls, it seemed that the other party was very busy.

When Bagh left, the originally open gate of the temple was closed, and now only Dasa, Zul, and Thrall, who had just arrived here, were left here.

"Go ahead, do you like hiding in dark corners that much?"

When the thick stone door of the temple was closed, the entire temple seemed a little dark, and the sunlight also came in through the tall windows around the temple, and the light finally gathered in the middle of the hall.

"Yes."

After hearing this, Thrall walked quickly to the area where the sun shines. While he was massaging Dasa, he was also being scrutinized by the other party.

"Sal, is that your name?"

"Yes."

"You said you also appeared in a forest for some reason?"

"Yes."

"Are you going to find your way home again?"

"Yes."

"where is your home?"

"Dunholde Castle in Breehilder Hills, where my sister is still waiting for me to go back."

"Your sister? Is she an orc like you?"

"No, she is a human race, she is beautiful and gentle, she is my most important family."

After hearing what Thrall had said, Daza could already roughly judge the situation of Thrall in front of him.The other party was much younger than he expected. Originally, he thought that the Thrall who came here would be the Thrall who had become the great chief of the tribe, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually Thrall from the gladiator period.

In this way, the opponent's role in this war is too limited.

"Great king of trolls, can you tell me the direction to go home?"

After Thrall answered Dasa's question, he waited for a long time before the other party spoke again, which made him a little worried.

"Do you really think that's your home? Young orc."

Dasa changed to a more comfortable sitting position, looking down at Thrall with a faint smile on his face.

"There are my most important family members there, so it is my home. Although Lord Blackmoore is very strict with me, it is also for my own good."

After hearing Dasa's question, Thrall answered his question without thinking much.

"If I told you that your home is far from here."

"Then I want to go back! Even though I don't know which evil wizard sent me here, I still want to go back!"

"You're afraid you'll never go back."

After Daza finished speaking, Thrall, who was a little emotional, froze.

"What did you say?!"

After a brief moment of daze, Thrall broke out, and he almost threw himself at Dasa excitedly.

But before he could get close to the steps of the throne, he was caught and pinned to the ground by Zul who jumped up.

"Do things calmly, young man."

Zul put his knees against Thrall's waist, and looked at the green-skinned alien with indifference.

"I'm telling the truth, because this place is too far away from where you are. It's not a matter of distance, but a matter of time."

After Dasa finished speaking, he felt an intuition in his heart that something suddenly disappeared around him, but when he wanted to feel it carefully, it seemed that it had never appeared.

"I, I don't understand."

Thrall couldn't understand the meaning of Dasa's words.

"You can live in Zurga City with peace of mind first. Maybe when an opportunity comes, you can go home naturally."

Dasa looked at Thrall who was being pinned down by Zul, and waved at his old buddy to let him release the orc boy.

"Here."

Although Thrall was released by Zul, he was still lying on the ground in a daze without any intention of getting up. Dasa's words had too much impact on him.

Thrall didn't understand what it means that time is too far away. Also, from the very beginning, the troll king looked at him with something wrong. It was the way he looked at an acquaintance.

However, how could he have met this troll king?

"It seems that you need to rest, Sal Seri. Take this guest to the Sirik's Rest Hotel in the trade area to rest. He is too tired today."

After Dasa finished speaking, a closed door in a side hall opened, and a troll maid in a brown robe walked in, pulled Thrall up from the ground very politely, and then with a somewhat lost soul He left the temple.

After Thrall left, Zul asked what Daza meant just now.

"As you understand, that child is not a creature of our time, remember that particular spell by Moehzara?"

Dasa sighed, he didn't want to tell Zul these things at first, but now is obviously not the time to hide it.

"You mean the magic that can go back to the state of the body?!"

Zuer quickly reacted.

"Yes, that's the magic spell. That thing involves the spell of time, and that child comes from the world sixteen thousand years after our current time."

Dasa nodded, and told Zul about Thrall's true origin.

"But, how is this possible?! So is that kid a troll too?"

Zuer's eyes widened after hearing this.

"Obviously, he is not. Don't worry about this issue any more. Instead of worrying about why time is being traveled, it is better to think about how to travel through time."

After Dasa finished speaking, he slumped on the throne, feeling a little tired all of a sudden.

"What shall we do, Your Majesty."

Zul lowered his head and silently digested the words Dasa told him, and finally raised his head to look at the man on the throne.

"Do your best. I'm just a little worried. Now this child is not the only one in this world. He shouldn't appear in this world at this time."

Daza closed his eyes slightly, he always felt that Thrall's time travel was not that simple.

Bronze dragons will not let future people travel to the past for no reason. If this happens, it only shows one problem.

There is a big problem with the timeline he is in, and time warriors are needed to correct this wrong timeline.

And he, as the biggest time variable known to him.

Probably the target of those time warriors.

However, is the fact really as he guessed?

The meeting with the future visitors ended like this, and Zul also left the Dasa Pyramid and returned to the Loa Pyramid. He was also ready to take this opportunity to seek some wisdom and experience guidance from the Loa.

Especially the time travel thing.

A scroll was delivered to Dasa's desk that night, which also indicated that his guess was correct, and another batch of characters from the future appeared in the Kingdom of Zandalar.

Unlike Thrall who appeared on the southern line of defense, this time the opponent appeared on the northern line of defense, and Que had already been imprisoned by the troll warlord guarding the northern line of defense and sent to the city of Zurga.

　PS: It's Tuesday, and this month is coming to an end.It is estimated that the worm chapter may also have a hundred chapters. By the way, do my book friends have FGO players?If so, you should be able to understand some of the stalks I inserted here.

　　
　
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