My Frostmourne can't be so cute

He usually handles the conflicts between the various tribes for Zujin, who is lazy, and replaces Zujin to worship the animal gods. When he is free, he studies some new witchcraft. Marragus feels that such a life fits his own requirements.

Although Zujin is cruel and unreasonable, at least for Marragus, Zujin can satisfy all his needs for materials and offerings when studying witchcraft.

But now Zujin is dead.

When Zujin fell from the sky, Marragus stood behind Caldara and watched all this, and could not do anything.

Long before Kaldara arrived, Marragus used the martial arts he learned to seal the power of some animal gods in Zujin's body so that he could use these powers.

This is also the fundamental reason why Zujin can heal his wounds, but become creatures such as dragon eagle or lynx.

After Kaldara arrived, he brought even more powerful powers of the four gods, but this power failed to allow Zujin to re-emerge with the Amani Empire. He even fell into flesh the next day he got this power. mud.

So what's next?What should I do?

——Marragus thought desperately.

Zujin is gone, and Zuaman is about to become an eternal shame engraved in the history of the Amani Empire as occupied by humans.

Oh no, even the Amani Empire ceased to exist. Marragus saw with his own eyes several human soldiers wearing red tabards (the color of Stromgarde tabard) dragging out a few himself from the bottom of the temple. The compatriots chopped off their heads, the cruel degree, as if these humans were the race called "Trolls".

Marragus didn’t think that when the humans left Zu’aman, there would still be members of the Amani tribe here; and before the final battle began, he had just executed Zujin’s order to bring all the Amani tribes, and The troll tribes attached to the Amani Empire have all assembled in Zuaman.

It's over, everything is over. The Amani Empire, which has lasted for tens of thousands of years or more, has finally collapsed today; regardless of whether the Emperor Zujin is competent or not, he has become the last emperor of the Amani Empire.

Zujin was also considered dead on the battlefield, and it felt like he was dead; but what about Marragus himself?Does he need to bury this empire that is doomed to annihilation?

"Marragus, let's go."

Just as the chief witch doctor of the Amani Empire was thinking about it, Kaldara's voice reached his ears.

"Where to go?"

Marragus murmured.

"Go back to Zandalar, there is no point in staying here anymore. As you can see, the Amani Empire is destroyed, and human beings... are really terrible creatures!"

Caldara's voice was still soft, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with him.

"Zandalar..."

Marragus chanted the name, feeling exceptionally bitter in his mouth.(To be continued.)

721 Triumph

Marragus once was very eager to have his own place in the Zandalar tribe. Even if he was just a small assistant, he could also be exposed to more magical witchcraft.

But Marragus did not expect that when he could return to Zandalar again one day, he would actually pay the price of the destruction of his tribe and his country.

Seeing Marragus being silent, Caldara seemed to understand the disciple's mood, so he walked to Marragus's side and patted his shoulder lightly.

"Relax, Marragus. Although Zujin is dead, the Amani Empire is also destroyed, but for us, at least we have witnessed a piece of history, haven't we? When you get to Zandalar, you will understand , Even the great Zul will be jealous of you because of this experience."

Caldara said to Malaguez with a smile.

"Why? Could it be...is it rare to fight between the animal gods and other powerful beings? Or...what happened to His Majesty Zujin..."

Marragus raised his head and looked at Caldara puzzledly.

What happened in the past few days was a big shock to Marragus. For the first time, he saw the overwhelmingly huge body of the Red Dragon Queen’s Life Oathbinder Alexstrassan. And power, it was the first time I saw the four gods enchantment that could keep the power of other gods.

At the same time, Marragus witnessed the birth of a man-made god for the first time. Before that, he had never imagined that Zujin could one day become a real god—even though this lasted less than a day. .

But are all of these strange things for the great Zandalar prophet Zul?

Marragus didn't think so, because just a few days ago, Kaldala had just revealed that the Zandalar tribe had killed an animal god under the leadership of Zul.

"These? No, no, these are rare, but for the great Zul, they are far from worthy of his jealousy; what I mean is the coming of that existence..."

Caldara's eyes revealed a sense of fascination, with a long and strange tone.

"Which one? Coming?"

Marragus asked suspiciously.

Kaldara smiled without saying a word, did not answer his disciple's question, but turned his gaze back to the temple in the distance-he knew that the girl with the blue dress and human appearance was there.

The only true god in the world of Azeroth... I didn't expect that I would be fortunate enough to see her coming; I don’t know if the great Zul knew about it, would he regret not catching up with this trip to Zul Aman What?

—— Caldara’s mouth showed a satisfied smile, then turned around and grabbed Marragus’ shoulders, as if a breeze was blowing, and suddenly disappeared in place with his disciples.

The huge altar suddenly became empty, and in the city of Zuaman, among countless such altars and temples, there were constantly hiding trolls by the soldiers of Stromgarde from the secret rooms or underground Drag from the warehouse to the ground, and use a sharp spear to make a hedgehog.

This time, it was the trolls' turn to cry and scream, but just like when they committed the inhumane crime outside Stromgarde, this time, their enemies did not have any mercy.

In this scream, the bodies of the trolls were covered with the steps of every temple and altar in the city of Zuaman. The blood they flowed out was collected into a small red stream, flowing on the alleys between the temples. Until it disappeared in the soil that had become deep reddish brown.

The rise of an empire is destined to be accompanied by countless enemies' corpses and seas of blood, and when the empire is destroyed, the same situation will be imposed on those imperial residents who were once invincible.

The Amani tribe and other trolls paid the price of their blood for Zujin’s ambition and brutality. Under the witness of their stumped arm, Zuaman, the holy land of forest trolls that lasted for tens of thousands of years, finally came to Edge of destruction.

The age of trolls will eventually pass. Humans, this race that has not appeared in the world of Azeroth for long, are showing their allies and enemies their powerful strength and determination to never surrender.

The demise of one race is also the beginning of the rise of another race.

...

A month later, in the palace of Lordaeron, in the study of King Terenas.

Alsace sat at his father's desk, staring blankly at the sheepskin letterhead in front of him, and those things that happened a month ago, at this time, it seemed that it was just a dream.

However, for the people of Lordaeron, this is definitely not a simple dream.

Thousands of Lordaeron families have lost their relatives. Although the gold and jewels that Arthas brought back from the city of Zou Aman gave these families quite generous compensation, Alsace knew that this could not make up for the loss of their loved ones. Hurt.

However, more Lordaeron people are proud and excited. Since the orc invasion began, humans have been suppressed for too long, too long.

This time, the human army took the initiative to attack their enemies, and successfully accomplished a feat that even Thoradin had never accomplished. The forest troll, a brutal race that had fought against humans for thousands of years, was completely removed from it. Wiped off the continent.

When the army entered the King City of Lordaeron triumphantly, the crowd carnival was as enthusiastic as when the news of the defeat of the orcs came six years ago.

For Alsace, this triumph undoubtedly filled another regretful memory in his heart.

In the original time flow, Alsace's last expedition with troops was Northrend in the Far North.

However, that time, when all the people of Lordaeron, including King Terenas, Alsace’s father, thought that his son returned victorious, Arthas killed himself during the grand triumphal celebration. His father, and brought destruction and death to this rich and stable country.

Although he had sunk/degraded in the dark at the time, Arthas could clearly remember everything that happened. The expressions on the faces of the citizens of Lordaeron changed from surprise to despair, which made his heart feel like a knife cut.