Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 89 Dasa's Condition

The trolls in Zul'gar City all knew that their tribe had two more Loa last night. This news cheered up all the Zandalari trolls. As the saying goes, the more Loa, the future of the tribe will be brighter. will be more prosperous.

Now, there are ten loa in the entire Zandalar tribe, which is definitely something to celebrate.

Although the two loa came here to recuperate after fighting with the evil god in the northern forest according to the priests, this still does not prevent these trolls from worshiping them.
After all, daring to fight that blood god has already proved their courage and wisdom.

After Dasa finished handling the affairs at hand, he left the military area and came to an area outside Zurga City called "Twin Snake Roost".

This is where Sayalon and Quesloun rested and recuperated.

The priests from the priesthood came in and out here, and they were treating the two injured Loa.

The life energies and holy light energies from Gonk and Rezan were well used to heal the two wounded loa, both of which were found to be very effective against the blood god Hakkar's corrupting magic.

"How did you come?"

During the busy process, Zul heard the voices of the priests greeting Dasa from the outside, and stepped forward.

"You have been busy all night, don't you want to take a break?"

Looking at the exhaustion on Zul's face, Dasa could guess that he had been busy all night to heal the two wind snake demigods.

"No need, I don't need to rest so frequently with the blessings of the Loa."

Zul waved his hand, indicating that he was not that vulnerable.

"Okay, how's the situation of the two wind snakes? Last night I saw that they didn't look too bad."

After hearing what Zuer said, Dasa smacked his lips and asked about the situation of the two loas.

In fact, Zuer didn't really want Dasa to meet those two loas at this time. After all, the first meeting and chat last night was not very pleasant. Dasa's words made the two loas have deep feelings for him. prejudice.

It's just that Dasa doesn't care. Since he fought against the five chiefs last time, he has clearly noticed that his current strength may not be at the same level as himself four years ago, but now he lacks an experiment Subject to test his current power.

This made his positioning of himself a little bit floating.

If these two injured gale snakes really want to find him, he doesn't mind using them to practice.

Zul couldn't stop Dasa from insisting on seeing the two injured loa, so he took him under the big tree, and saw two resting around the trunk to accept the Zandalari priests. Healing loa.

"Zul, what were you up to just now?"

Quesluen closed his eyes and his voice was a little weak. He sensed the return of Zul's breath.

"The great chief of my tribe has come to visit you."

After Zul finished speaking, Dasa walked carelessly under the tree, and looked at the two wind snakes.

During the day, more wounds could be seen on the opponent's body. Some wounds seemed to have been treated by the priests, while those wounds that had not been treated were still bleeding at the moment, and signs of rot and infection appeared around the wounds .

"Good afternoon, both of you."

"It's you! You rude mortal! I don't want to see you! Get out of my sight!"

As soon as Quesluen heard Dasa's voice, he felt an unknown fire rising from the bottom of his heart.

"I don't want to see you either, get out from here!"

Sayalon doesn't like Dasa either.

"This is the territory of the Zandalari tribe, you should be the ones to get out. Well, for the sake of Sirik, I will let you two wind snakes with broken wings come here out of mercy." Rehabilitation is already a special kindness."

Dasa didn't care about the temper of the two Loa. He came this time hoping to get some information about the depths of the Nazmir forest from the two.

"You! Humph! You damned mortal!"

Ques Luen's temper was irritated by Dasa, and he decided to teach Dasa a lesson.

The snake tail wrapped around the trunk of the lower body loosened, and pulled towards Dasa, because it was just a small lesson, so he didn't use all his strength.

Snapped!
Dasa seemed to take it lightly when Ques Luen's tail whipped.

"Oh? Are you angry now?"

While carefully feeling the sense of power coming from his arm, Dasa looked at Quesluen who opened his mouth wide and spit out the message.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sayalon jumped at him from the tree, and the snake bit him with its mouth wide open.

Deng!
Dasa raised his foot to the head of Sayalon who was rushing forward and kicked him aside.

What he did frightened the priests who were watching around. They never thought that their great chief would dare to attack the Loa.

Sayalon was stunned by Dasa's kick. He never thought that he would be taught a lesson by a mortal.

And Quesluen was also fooled by Dasa's actions. He didn't expect that there would be mortals who would dare to challenge these wilderness demigods.

But then, he noticed something was wrong.

The mortal in front of him couldn't feel any loa's blessing, he blocked his own attack with his own strength, and kicked Sayalon's head, the key was kicked out.

"Well, sure enough. Zuer, the efficiency of using language to communicate is really too low. It still depends on the two sides of the communication to really open up and talk face to face."

Dasa turned around and looked at Zul who had been confused by his actions, and raised his clenched fist with a smile on his face.

"You mortal! How dare you!"

Sayalon was really irritated by Dasa's kick, and he was ready to pounce on Dasa again with all his strength, this time he was really murderous.

"Stop it, Sayalon. Don't follow the rhythm of this mortal's language, you have to calm down."

Quesluen stopped Sayalon, who was about to attack Dasa. Although he was usually a little grumpy, he was still very calm in some major events.

"That guy dared to provoke us! We are demigods of the wilderness! We must give this bug a good look!"

Sayalon didn't understand why Quesloon would stop him.

"You disgusting mortal, you didn't come to us to seek death, did you? Tell me why you came, and I will answer you according to my mood."

Ques Luen watched Dasa force himself to calm down.

"Tell me everything you know in the forest of Nazmir. We have fought against the group of white ghosts in the forest of Nazmir."

Dasa laughed and directly stated his intention for coming.

"Hand over? So that group of non-white mortals are your companions?!"

Sayalon spoke without waiting for Quesluen to answer.

"Oh? Have you seen them?"

Dasa did not expect that Sayalon would know about the Northern Expedition of the Zandalari Tribe.

"Of course, the mortal army with stronger equipment than the white-skinned mortals had a battle under the woods where I lived before. I saw it with my own eyes."

Sayalon acted like he knew everything.

"In that case, then tell me everything you know about the Nazmir Forest."

While talking, Dasa took out an animal skin and a charcoal pencil from his pocket.

"It's not impossible to know the news about the Nazmir Forest, but we have conditions."

Quesluen stopped Sayalon who was about to speak, and his snake eyes stared at Dasa's face.

"Tsk, I knew it. But you are receiving treatment from my people, are you unwilling to provide any information?"

Dasa pouted, he didn't think there was any worthwhile deal with these two wind snake demigods.

"As long as you can kill that blood god Hakar! The entire Nazmir Forest will be your territory. How about this condition?!"

Quesloen leaned in front of Dasa and thumped him.

"Oh, what is this? Temptation? I will definitely chop off the head of that bastard, Blood God Haka, and bring it back to decorate the city gate. At that time, the entire Nazmir Forest will still be the territory of our Zandalari tribe." , what you said is meaningless."

Dasa looked at Ques Luen expressionlessly.

"Since our goal is to kill that blood god, why can't you talk to us? We can lend you our power!"

When Sayalon heard what Dasa said, he suddenly regained his spirits.

"Your strength? With all due respect, the two of you are no match for the blood god Haka, right? How do you think that the person you lend your strength to can accomplish things that you can't do yourself? "

Dasa laughed after hearing Sayalon's words. He didn't expect that among these demigods of the wilderness, there would be such a naive and interesting one.

"We can restrain those wind snakes in the sky, and afterwards we can also guarantee that the entire wind snake group will help you like the pterodactyls under Paku's command."

Quesloen made another promise to Daza.

When Dasa heard that he could get help from the entire wind snake group, that was indeed a good benefit.

At present, the sky power of the Zandalari tribe is still very weak. Although the combat power of the pterodactyl dragoons is not weak, the number is too small, and the number of bat light cavalry is also small, which can be ridden by trolls. There are not many large bats, and most of them are ordinary small bats.

But the wind snakes are different, the wind snakes' individual combat power is not strong, but they have a large number of groups!

If the Zandalari tribe also forms the wind snake air cavalry, then there is no need to worry about the number.

More importantly, the wind snake's adaptability is stronger than that of the pterodactyl, which means that he can have a good mount for his planned exploration of Azeroth.

"It's a good deal, but in order to better kill that bastard Haka, I still need more information about the Nazmir Forest."

Daza agreed to the deal with Quesloen.

Quesluen and Sayalon finally told all the trolls present what they knew about the Nazmir Forest, and the priests were writing down the words that came from the mouth of the loa gods. key information.

From this information, the Zandalari tribe's understanding of the mysterious Nazmir Forest has improved.

Among the most attractive to these priests are those wild demigods who live in the Nazmir forest.

Among them, the two strange animals that have been witnessed are probably the two wilderness demigods wandering in the forest. The huge big cat is not a cat but a tiger called Sivalla, and the witnessed The giant toad isn't a toad either, it's a frog called Kragwa.

In addition, there are spider demigod Shadra and cheetah demigod Besek in the Nazmir Forest.

"This is a mysterious matter, Great Chief. I have a reason to go there myself."

Zul looked at Dasa with righteous words.

After learning that there are so many wilderness demigods in the Nazmir forest, Zul couldn't sit still. He decided to lead a team of expeditions to the depths of the Nazmir forest to find those mysterious loa.

It's just that his decision was vetoed by Dasa as soon as he proposed it.

"The current Nazmir forest is too dangerous, and we don't know much about it. As the high priest of the tribe, it is unreasonable for you to choose to go there so hastily."

Facing the somewhat anxious Zuer, Dasa remained calm this time.

In the past, the other party has always talked to me like this, but this time it is finally his turn!
"Of course I know that this operation is full of risks, but once it succeeds, our benefits will be great!"

Zuul took a deep breath, and seriously talked to Dasa about the benefits of doing so.

"The Zandalari tribe does not lack loa gods at all. Even if we enter the Nazmir Forest, we don't need to be so anxious to find the wilderness demigods hiding there."

Dasa sat up straight, and tapped the table with his left hand.

"Hey! You don't understand the importance of loa to us at all! Dasa! You have always been like this, even now, you still can't feel the help of those loa to the Zandalari tribe ?!"

Zuer covered his face with one hand, sighed, and then his voice became louder.

"Help? Yes, I don't deny that Rezan and the others have taught us a lot in the academy, but it also shows that my choice is correct. We cannot rely on the Loa to survive in this world forever! Zandalar If the tribe wants to survive forever, it can only rely on itself."

Dasa's voice also rose along with Zuer, and he stared at Zuer opposite him like a brass bell.

"Speak up! Dasa! You just don't want me to go!"

Zul slammed his fist on the table and leaned forward to stare at Dasa.

"Hey! I just don't want you to go! What?! Didn't you guys insist on not letting me go to the Nazmir Forest at the beginning?"

Not to be outdone, Dasa slammed his fist on the table, his head almost touching Zul's.

After the two stalemate for a while, Zuer gave in first.

"What are you going to do to get me to those loa?"

"It's easy, I'll go too."

　PS: It’s Wednesday, the Zandalari tribe is about to enter the city-state, and the final battle of the Nazmir Forest is about to begin. You can guess how Hakkar’s first invasion of Azeroth failed. wxya
　　
　
(End of this chapter)