Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 468 21. I prophesy you, Malak King of Godslayer

Malak the Frost King, a ruler who has sat on the throne of the Drakkari Troll King for decades.

He sat on the throne by relying on an assassination. The former Frost King was killed by himself. Although the process was very unethical, it was enough for the Drakkari trolls.

If you can kill him, it proves that you are indeed stronger than him.

Besides, who becomes the Frost King, does it make any difference to the chaotic tribe below?

Don't you want to fight and kill for various reasons, eat all the people who are not pleasing to the eye, or be eaten by the other party.

In this extremely chaotic land, although the Frost King has the highest power in name, in fact, few people ignore him. Unless the Frost King's clan is strong enough to conquer all the tribes of Drakkari, he will be nothing more than a statue sitting on a throne.

The reason why Malak is so powerful is that in the ten years since he became Queen of Frost, he has successfully controlled the one-third of the northeast of Zuldak by relying on wars in the south and north, and he has truly become the ancestor of the ancestors. Dak's most powerful man.

Although the conquest further south, the conquest has not been smooth because of the long battle line and the secret mess of the loa gods.

But with one-third of Zul'Drak and a ruler with hundreds of thousands of elites under his command, Malak has become the most powerful Frost King born by Zul'Drak in the past three hundred years.

And what makes this troll different from other Drakkari trolls is that although he is more savage and stronger than his compatriots, his wisdom is as strong as his force.

His ruthless calculation even far exceeds his force.

Such a Frost King who came to power through war, his attitude towards such weak things as prophecy can be imagined, so when the pirates appeared in front of his eyes, the first reaction of the Frost King was...

"whoosh"

Two spinning ice blade battle axes roared and slashed at the pirates.

The power of the legendary troll warrior made the two throwing axes fast and fast. In the small area of ​​the King's Sacrifice Hall, at the same moment when the battle ax was released, it was basically seen on Laike.

Then

passed through.

It's like not hitting the entity at all, only hitting the phantom.

In fact, it was a quick retreat plus two consecutive flashes, coupled with a powerful shadow affinity, that made the pirates create this illusion of "cannot be harmed".

The two ice-bladed battle axes returned in vain, one on the left and the other on the ground under the pirate's feet, and the delicate ground was chopped into pieces.

But such a big commotion did not attract guards.

This made King Shuang's mind sink.

Relying on the super perception brought by his powerful strength, he couldn't see through the strength of the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him, but it seemed that there were four or five kinds of majestic and deep divine power emanating from the guy in front of him.

This is almost impossible to happen to mortals.

And among the four or five divine powers, several of them conflict with each other!

How did he do it?

This question made Yin Zhen's Frost King puzzled, but his expression did not change at all on the surface, and his face was still as indifferent as the ice in the north.

And blue eyes that are darker and colder than the north wind.

For a Drakkari troll, such eyes are really pretty.

"Ah"

Laike adjusted his voice and let out a turbid cough. It wasn't the first time he had done the job of pretending to be a magic stick. The last time he pretended to be a prophet, he was still talking to a hard-hearted man like Illidan Stormrage.

This gave the pirates great confidence.

I'm not even afraid of the traitor Illidan Stormrage, but I'm still afraid of you, a little Frost King?

"The ruler of the ruined kingdom has the ambition to unify the race and rebuild the empire, but the ignorant and short-sighted loa hiding in the dark have been secretly obstructing this great unification.

The conflict between Wang Quan and theocracy started from the first day you sat on the throne, and it has continued until now.

You tried everything, but did things get better? "

Bu Laike's tattered hood covered his face, and under the hood was a floating shadow, and his facial features could not be seen clearly at all. He said in a low tone in the shadow that was manipulated to flow around him like black smoke:

"Salongya claims to be the guardian of the fortress, and nominally guards the southern fortress Daksaron for the Frost King, but secretly lets his own prophet take over the defense of the fortress.

It is difficult for the envoys you send to protect themselves, let alone take over the majestic fortress and its elite soldiers. "

"Siletus, the God of Poisonous Serpents, gathered his followers under his command with faith and venom, and its priests announced that the southern land was the land of the gods, and any trolls who entered it would be melted by the poison.

Your soldiers cannot move an inch there. "

"The northern bear god Rennok is honest and loyal, and he and his priests are willing to serve your great cause, but the unclearness of the bear god and the bear people makes you feel stuck in your throat.

Even if you want to trust it, the trolls under your command will regard it as an enemy. "

"Quesrun, patron saint of the wise, a cunning double-dealer, stuck in the middle of your territory and that of the traitors, interested only in living sacrifices and souls, but willing to provide your army with anything but help support."

"Hakea, the goddess of snow leopards, strictly abides by neutrality. Her followers are always only interested in hunting, and neither care about theocracy nor Wang Quan. They are a group of diehards who will not be assimilated."

"Matos, the god of brute force, has pledged his allegiance to you, but that stingy mammoth is still unwilling to bless even one war druid in your army."

"Sad Frost King, you only have Akali, the rhinoceros god of your clan, to help you. But Akali believes in its priest Galdara more than you who have no faith in your heart.

The big rhino is very smart.

It has already seen through your heart.

It knows that you are the rare unbelievers among all trolls.

No, you can't say that, I can only say that you are too realistic, so realistic that you only use loa as a tool for warfare, and lack the awe of them from the bottom of your heart.

This makes all the loas alienate you.

But even so, even without the power of the loa, you still rely on yourself to get to this point, and you have accomplished a feat that most trolls cannot accomplish.

You are only one step away from your great cause, your goal.

Just one more chance. "

Bu Laike's words finally changed the expression on Frost King's face. This powerful troll with a scar on his face moved his body. Like other frost trolls, he was hunched over.

No way, only the Zandalari trolls can straighten their backs, which is a symbol of the "noble civilization" of the trolls.

He said in a voice as cold as the cold wind in the north:

"Your analysis is really good, the mysterious person who claims to be a prophet of disaster, but if you just ask questions and don't give me a solution to the problem, then I will ask you to leave my palace."

A gust of icy cold air surged all over the Frost King's body, on every inch of his skin, that biting frost was like a blizzard about to burst out.

This is the legendary power of the Troll Frost King.

He didn't know how to get the power to manipulate the ice storm.

"Ah, what a ruthless ruler. He regards everything in front of him as an object that can be used. He is efficient and cruel. I appreciate you more and more."

Bo Laike let out a short laugh.

He said:

"The catastrophe of Northrend and the whole of Azeroth will come from the west. The power of darkness will rise from the abyss of death, just in these few years.

The Drakkari trolls are 'lucky'.

You will see the true face of this human disaster before other races.

Before you know it, it will bring destruction to this chaotic land, and the Drakkari may become extinct, whether it is your people or those pesky loa.

They all have to face a challenge from evil.

Including you, Malak the Frost King.

I prophesy for you tonight, I raise the news to you tonight, I expect you to prepare before the disaster tonight.

You can ignore it, you can deal with it aggressively, you can even exploit it cunningly.

I look forward to the choices you make. "

Having said that, the pirate paused.

He retreated into the darkness, and said meaningfully as he walked:

"Empires shattered by foreign enemies can rise again, but a world disintegrated from within is hopeless. Conquest is not the only way to unite people.

I once heard a very reasonable saying, Malak, the Frost King.

Some people say that the true wisdom of being a king is to inspire the courage in the hearts of the people, not to rule the country with justice or strength. "

The black war scythe in Bu Laike's hand spun around in a wrist movement.

As the sharp blades clashed, the two ice-bladed battle axes that had been cut into the ground roared and flew back to Frost King's eyes, and were firmly held in the hands of the tall troll wrapped in cold air.

The moment he raised his head, the mysterious prophet of disaster in front of him had disappeared into the shadows. Just like when he came, he left quietly.

Only the last inaudible words echoed in Frost King's ear:

"I prophesy you, Malak, you will be the Frost King of Zul'Drak, you will be the founder of the Drakkari Empire, and you will be the King of Godslayers!

Those useless waste should be eaten!

Especially when you have an absolutely just cause, hold your weapon firmly, be open-minded, and do great things.

The moment of fate for you and the entire Drakkari troll is coming. "

These words made Malak the Frost King tighten his grip on the two ice-bladed battle axes, not because the prophecy was so shocking, but in fact, Laike carried forward the "excellent tradition" of all the prophets' sticks.

He didn't say anything useful at all, just babbled.

But what really made Malak's mind beat was that this weird prophet perfectly hit his mind. He had long been extremely dissatisfied with those useless loa who would only delay things.

What this prophet brings now is not so much a prophecy, but a kind of temptation, a kind of temptation, a kind of recognition, and a kind of urging.

This mysterious guy was urging Malak to execute the terrible plan in his mind as soon as possible, and he brought Malak the best reason.

A catastrophe is imminent that will threaten all life in Zul'Drak.

Although Frost King Malak had no way to convince his generals with this reason, but the arrival of this strange prophet today made Frost King have a wonderful idea in his heart.

He was enlightened, and it was like a bolt of lightning flashing across a grim mind.

speaking of prophets

Doesn't their troll family have a very powerful dark prophet?

The dark prophet Zul who lives on the golden city of Zandalar, his predictions have been extremely accurate in the past thousands of years, and no troll does not know the reputation of Zul.

Even in the most savage Zul'drak, there are worshipers and followers of Zul,

If the Frost King can be blessed by Zul's prophecy, he will have enough reason to convince even the most stubborn ones under his command.

Ok.

It seems time to send a new emissary to Zul to seek the wisdom of the Dark Seer.

——

On the other hand, Bu Laike, who searched the palace of Gudak and flew away from the northern palace of Zuldak on the hippogryph with great satisfaction in the falling snow, really did not expect the Frost King to have such an idea.

But if he knew, he would just applaud.

Dark Prophet Zul, that is indeed the most powerful magic stick in Azeroth, but as long as the Frost King sends messengers, as long as he sees Zul, he will definitely get the answer he wants.

Because what the pirates told him was the true history of the future.

Real gold is not afraid of fire, you can find anyone to verify it.

As long as the pirate can finally get his share, what will this dark, chaotic and barbaric land eventually become, and what does it matter to him?

He is human.

He's not a troll, so he can't be sympathetic at all, okay?

"call"

The cold wind behind the night blew past the loyal Hippogryph and its master, making each man and beast shiver at the same time. Bo Laike raised his head and glanced at the sky where the snow was getting thicker and the weather was getting colder.

The gloomy clouds had gathered into a thick mass, completely covering all the light under the night.

"Well, a blizzard is coming to sweep through Zul'Drak."

Bu Laike said something with a pun.

Under the darkness, he turned his head and "looked" at Gudak Palace, which had become a big shadow behind him, and he grinned and said:

"But what does that have to do with me being a wicked little pirate?"

"Fly, loyal sky, fly as much as you want. Let's go home and watch the fun, um, I don't know how the grave digging at Zarak's side is doing?

I hope that piece of shit doesn't disappoint me. "

(end of this chapter)