Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 154 Tears of the Planet

Zul misjudged the current situation. He thought that Dasa and Noth, who were seriously injured and unconscious, could be sent to Zulga City the next day through a teleportation spell, but the swarm's attack was far beyond his imagination.

That Kisix also used an unknown spell to interfere with his spatial perception, preventing him from taking the risk of sending Dasa and Noth to the dangerous city of Zuldazar.

The outer city has all fallen; the inner city is still holding on.

As the loss of troops gradually intensified, the troops of the trolls to maintain the defense of the inner city were also stretched to the point of stretching.It is now the sixth day after the start of the defense of the imperial capital, but the current situation is no longer optimistic.

To make matters worse, the Loa have already died in battle.

The first to die was Quesluen, who was knocked down by the insect warriors on the ground in cooperation with the insects in the sky; then Salongya, one of the two wind and snake gods.

Kawag, Halraz, and Goldrin were seriously injured and unable to play.

With the fall of the loa, the battle situation began to deteriorate. The death of the loa dealt a huge blow to the morale of the trolls. They did not expect that even the loa would be killed by these bugs.

On the Loa platform, Zul once again came to Dasa's resting room during the short interval of the battle. His old buddy was still sleeping.

North is taking care of him.

"How is Your Majesty doing?"

Zull walked over to the bed and looked at him.

"Nothing has changed. The situation has neither improved nor worsened. As for when he will wake up, probably only the Loa will know."

Nuo Si has been taking care of the emperor of the Zandalari Empire for several days, and she has been doing her best.

"That dagger, still can't be removed?"

Zul looked at the Xal'atath Claw that Dasa had been biting tightly in his mouth, and he always felt that this weapon was weird.

"I have tried to pry open His Majesty's mouth, but unless I am ready to injure him, I will not be able to remove this dagger."

North had apparently tried, but failed, to get the dagger out of Daza's mouth.

She can naturally see the extraordinaryness of this dagger, she always feels that this dagger has life and consciousness, and she can also feel that the dagger seems to be calling her.

However, Dasa's presence prevented her from taking the next step.

"Then forget it, when His Majesty wakes up, maybe there will be a way."

After Zuer finished speaking, he looked at his old friend, and then left in a hurry. The soldiers on the front line still needed his help, and he couldn't stay here for too long.

After Zul left the hall, Noth had a greedy look on her face, and she looked at the claw of Xal'atath that Dasa was biting in her mouth.

"Sooner or later, I will get this dagger. Besides this dagger, I will also get this empire you founded!"

The greed on Nuo Si's face became more and more intense. She really wanted to take revenge on Dasa before, but she never thought that the opportunity for revenge would come so quickly and so conveniently.

As a former mistress of war, she knew the importance of offspring in the tribe, and when the troll clan was united under the banner of the Zandalari tribe, she also deeply felt the power of the empire.

This kind of power once made her feel hopeless. She thought that she would never have the chance to avenge Dasa, and the years of dormant life had wiped out her inner ambition.

Until more than a year ago, she received a secret mission from Zul. The content was very simple. She was asked to seduce Dasa, the emperor of the empire, to give him a son with his blood.

In fact, she was not the only priestess who received Zul's secret order at the time. All the priestesses of the right age in the entire empire had received Zul's secret order, but Dasa's thoughts were all on fighting during the war. , have no interest in this kind of thing; over time, those priestesses have taken the initiative to retreat.

She was the only one who persevered.

Until three days ago, her chance finally came!It was also at the moment when she saw the special dagger, those ambitions that were supposed to be wiped out suddenly rose like watered weeds.

As long as she can give birth to the heir of the useless man in front of her, then even if he dies, the empire will not have any problems.And at that time, I will also be in charge of the entire empire as the mother of the future emperor!

Of course, before that, she had to make sure that she could give birth to the Zandalar Emperor's heir.

Outside the hall, the night was getting darker, the bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and the bright moonlight illuminated the blood-colored land.

The night that was supposed to be quiet was still noisy at this moment.

Since the birth of the worm king, the bugs' attack has become day and night; in order to cope with this high-intensity battle, the trolls have also started to rotate their troops.

It's just that this kind of rotation is just an expedient measure compared to the nearly infinite number of insect swarms, and with the recent rising number of casualties, this rotation mode is almost unsustainable.

The demigods of the wilderness also began to fight day and night, and the current front line was largely due to the blessings of these big guys. Facing the attack of the swarm, these demigods of the wilderness fought bravely, even Some companions passed away because of this, and they also showed that they would not flinch.

Among them, Malorne and Rezan are the most powerful.

During the day, Rezan's fighting power is stronger, and at night, especially when the moon is high, it's time for the king of the forest, Malorne, to show his might.

Darkness, endless darkness, consciousness sinking, sinking.

Dasa was very anxious in his heart. He still remembered that he was fighting the king of the swarm on the battlefield, and he couldn't kill him with all his strength. This incident made him feel extremely anxious.

His vague consciousness made him somewhat unable to distinguish the current situation.

Noisy whispers emerged from his sea of ​​consciousness, but he didn't want to listen to the content of these whispers. He felt that the group of ancient gods could have this ability.

Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk!

This is his response to the whispers of the ancient gods, as long as he doesn't pay attention to those whispers, it will dissipate in a short time.

If you are afraid, be afraid, take the initiative to answer the call, in that case, the other party will determine your location, and then drive you completely crazy.

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up for me!"

Dasa's consciousness gradually became clear from fuzzy, but he didn't feel anything at the moment, and the anger in his heart also began to surge as his consciousness gradually became clear.

He was angry because of his own powerlessness, he was also angry for those lost soldiers, and he was even more angry for what those bugs had done.

His anger has nowhere to vent at the moment, he can't do anything, at least, he can't do anything here now.

"Dasa."

An ethereal voice appeared in his consciousness, this voice did not give him the sense of danger that the whispers of the old gods had.

But it still made him wary, so he ignored it.

"Dasa, Dasa."

This ethereal voice became clearer and clearer, and a mother-like voice began to echo in his ears.

"Who are you?!"

Dasa was annoyed by the endless entanglement of the other party, and he responded to the voice even though he was already angry.

"I am the world."

Dasa fell silent after hearing this answer, he didn't know whether he should believe this voice.

"You say you are Azeroth? Ah, if you are really Azeroth, if you still love the beings living in this world and the mortals who protect you, then please grant Give me strength. Let me return to the battlefield!"

Dasa never thought of praying to a god like this, maybe he himself didn't know whether his request would be fulfilled by the other party, but now he really couldn't think of any other way to break the situation.

Because, the current timeline has been completely messed up, and it has exceeded his cognition.

"You need to rest now, you, you are hurt very badly."

This voice did not respond positively to Dasa.

"I don't need to rest! At least not until this war is over! I can't rest! People! The other mortal races need me! If you can help, come! If you can't, go away! I will find my own way !"

After Dasa finished speaking angrily, he never heard the other party's echo again, and now he can only figure out his own way.

He had to wake up from a coma, it didn't matter if his limbs were broken, he could completely ask Odile's Pure Virgin to get him a set of prosthetic limbs made by Titans.

Big deal, he will experience a warrior in the cyberpunk era in advance.

The impact of the swarm of insects was repelled again, and Zuer's expression was also very sluggish. He insisted on staying on the altar.

"Move him to the clearing."

That ethereal voice appeared in his ears again.

"Move who to the clearing?!"

Zuul was no stranger to this voice, he had already heard it.

"Dasa."

After the voice finished speaking, it disappeared.

It was the first time for Zuul to hear the voice's suggestion, or command, so clearly.Previously, all he had received were some slightly vague phrases, and he had to guess the specific meaning by himself.

And this time, it was the clearest meaning of the words he heard.

Although Zul didn't understand why Dasa had to be placed in the open space, but since the voice said so, he decided to do so.

Soon, the four priests went to the temple, and after telling Nuo Si their intention, they carried Dasa out of the temple and came to the wide square in front of the temple.

In this way, the bright moonlight shone on Dasa's remnant body, and his lavender skin turned pale under the moonlight.

Light!The bright moonlight pierced the darkness in front of Dasa.

Following this path to the moonlight, Dasa felt as if he was gradually stepping out of this dark area, and he could feel his consciousness returning to his body.

"What do you think about hands and feet?"

That ethereal voice appeared in Dasa's sea of ​​consciousness again at this time.

"Five fingers on one hand, five toes on one foot."

Dasa didn't think about it, but subconsciously answered this question.

In the city of Zul Dazar, after Dasa was carried out to shine in the moonlight, a group of priests guarded here. They all got the order of Zul, and they hoped that this method could bring Dasa out of his slumber. wake.

However, until dawn, the emperor did not appear to be waking up.

As the sun rose, more bloody battles were about to begin. Because of the shortage of manpower, North was the only one left here.

"What an inexplicable order."

North looked up at the sunny sky, and smiled disdainfully; she didn't understand why Zur would give such an almost random order.

On the front line of the battlefield, the trolls suffered more and more casualties, and more and more people were disabled. All the medical staff in the witch doctor's office were overwhelmed.Alsace and the other three were also very busy. They hadn't closed their eyes for three days in a row, and the wounded from the front line urgently needed their rescue.

Today, it is the same.

After the fourth wave of insect swarms was repulsed after dawn, the originally clear sky suddenly became overcast. At first, all the trolls thought it was the result of the joint spellcasting of the loa gods, but the subsequent changes proved that, This strange weather is far from simple as they thought.

The sky, it's starting to rain, you know it's the dry season in the Zandalar Mountains!

This rain is by no means as simple as the joint spell casting of the Loa, because the trolls feel that this rain has made them stronger!

The injuries on the body began to recover quickly under the nourishment of the rain, just like those bugs; what is even more incredible is that those seriously injured in the witch doctor's office, their lost limbs and organs were nourished by the heavy rain. It's starting to grow back!
The priests of the witch doctor's office who discovered the accident quickly organized their hands to move all the seriously injured out of the house, so that they could also receive this sudden blessing.

"Children, you have worked hard. This is also, at present, one of the few things I can do. It's up to you."

This voice revealed a touch of fatigue, which also allowed Zuer to confirm that this voice was the god that caused the current special weather.

"Thank you for your blessing!"

Zuer knelt down on the ground devoutly, and saluted in the direction where the voice came from.

Because of this strange heavy rain, the Yaqir worms stopped attacking. As for why they stopped attacking, no mortal could explain clearly.

This heavy rain is like the tears of the planet. It is the mother of this world who is shedding tears for the children who sacrificed to defend Him.

And these tears also greatly strengthened the strength of His children.

It rained for a whole day, and it didn't stop until the sunset. The afterglow of the evening came out from the clouds, illuminating the land after the rain.

Along with the setting sun, the sunlight shone on Dasa's body, coating his recovered body with a layer of gold.

The emperor of the Zandalari Empire has awakened.

"I, return to the battlefield."

Dasa's opened eyes were full of anger, and he was impatient to kill that insect king!
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(End of this chapter)