Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

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On the southwest side of Stranglethorn Vale, a camp of jungle trolls. "Patriarch, do we really disobey Gurubashi's orders?"

"Bwonsamdi gave me a revelation last month when he told me that Zul'Gurub is crying out for souls and blood," said Sen'jin, the leader of the Darkspear tribe, an elderly and mysterious medicine cat. The troll in front of him explained, "Then a terrifying wave of blood will sweep across the entire Stranglethorn Vale. If you don't leave, Darkspear will be drowned by this blood wave sooner or later. For the survival of the tribe, we must leave here and go west by boat."

"Take a boat to the west? But we have only caught fish along the coast at most, and we have no experience in oceangoing at all!"

"Believe me, Bridger, Bwonsamdi will protect us." Sen'jin squinted his eyes and looked at the boundless sea, when a young troll hunter hurried over: "Father, Zul Grubb's sent again! They say they're following orders from High Priest Jin'do."

"I see, Wo, you and Bridger keep an eye on this place, and I'll come as I go." Old Sen'jin leaned on a long wooden staff, seemingly slowly but in fact swiftly walked to the hall built of huge stones, where a small group of Gulaba The Shi troll looked proudly at the Darkspear guards guarding the gate, and a gorgeously dressed Gurubashi troll was looking up at the wooden pattern above his head.

"Everyone, I am Sen'jin, the leader of the Darkspear tribe. I don't know what you are talking about here?"

"Sen'jin, I have a question from High Priest Jin'du. He asked why you didn't lead your tribe to Zul'Gurub to participate in the rebuilding of the Gurubashi Empire?"

"I have explained to the envoy before that our Dark Spears are weak and scattered in the jungle in the southwest. It will take a lot of time to gather them together."

The troll messenger looked a little better: "So what's the situation now?"

"Very bad, Master Messenger. As of yesterday, we only had 3/4 of the manpower assembled, and there are a large number of old, weak, sick and disabled, and less than 3,000 young and middle-aged people..." Sen Jin reported a somewhat small number, Hoping to escape Jin's orders.

"In this case, according to the recruitment of High Priest Jindu, then you should lead two thousand Darkspear troll warriors to Zul'Gurub, this is already the minimum requirement! Otherwise, the High Priest will come here to talk to you personally about the recruitment things."

"...Yes, I will arrange the follow-up work and set foot on the road north tomorrow morning."

"Very well, Senjin, Lord Jindu is watching you, I hope you don't mistake yourself!" A red light flashed in the eyes of the troll messenger.

night,

Sen'jin and his son Wo stood by the sea, and the bright moonlight shone on the sea, reflecting sparkling ripples.

"Father, are you really going to Zul'Gurub? Didn't the gods warn that it is very dangerous and that it is the source of all the abnormalities in the forest recently? And who is that Jindu, what qualifications does he have to call himself the high priest?" Young The troll Wo looked a little resentful.

"There is no way, my child," Sen'jin shook his head. "I prayed to Bwonsamdi after the emissary left, asking if we could avoid this call by concealing the news, but Bwonsamdi directly refused to join us. communication. It made me feel even more uneasy…”

"Otherwise, we might as well keep doing nothing..." The young troll showed a fierce look on his face and scratched his neck with his hand, "Anyway, there are so many wild beasts in the jungle, and it is very difficult for a small group of Gurubashi to be missing. Normal thing."

"I have also thought about this method, but every time this idea comes together, I always feel frightened. I think this is the revelation from the gods, let us think of other methods."

Before Sen'jin finished speaking, Wo clenched his fists: "Then let this Gurubashi troll priest who came out of nowhere rule over our few remaining troops?"

"So I'm going, Wo," Senjin said the spell, and the white mist popped out from his staff, Wo took a deep breath, and gradually calmed down, "I'm also curious about who this Jindu is , to be able to unite the splitting head and the blood top together."

"And you, my child," Sen'jin turned his head and pointed to the sea to the west, "I need you to lead the rest of the people out of here and go to the west. Bwonsamdi told me that there is a broken island in the northwest, and our future is there .”

"...I see, father, I will definitely lead Darkspear down!"

Early the next morning, Sen'jin led the elite Darkspear warriors and left the camp under the watchful eyes of Vol and other Darkspear trolls. The road continued northward, and after about two days they reached the outskirts of Zul'Gurub.

"Senjin, this is your base! You can lead no more than a hundred personal guards into the central altar of Zul'Gurub, where the High Priest Jindu is waiting for you."

"Thank you very much for your guidance, Priest Sekar. I hope to have the opportunity to exchange knowledge about the loa gods with you in the future."

"There will be a chance, Sen'jin." A red light flashed in the eyes of the troll priest, and the whole person suddenly became dull.

Senjin was not surprised, he thought it was a prayer ceremony he had never seen before, and he thought that his soul had gone out of his body to meet his god.

He didn't wait long at the door, and soon a masked, red-eyed troll magician appeared in front of him, leading him through a winding path full of people boiling witchcraft. The poisonous sorcerer, the cauldron emitting green and purple smoke exudes a pungent fragrance, the open space on the side of the road is full of armed skull-splitting trolls and blood-top trolls, those weird cannibals Flowers and poisonous snakes are also hiding in the dark green grass and watching.

Without squinting, Senjin slowly followed the sorcerer to the altar in the center, where he met Jindu, who is also the titular troll leader of Gurubashi today.

"Great...Godbreaker, Sen'jin, the leader of the Darkspear tribe, has been brought here." The sorcerer bowed his head and said respectfully.

"I see, you go down first," Jindu turned around, and his yellow eyes met Senjin's purple-gray pupils, "Hello, Senjin, I have heard your name for a long time."

Sen Jin looked puzzled: "Priest Jindu, what's wrong with your aura..."

"Don't call me a priest, call me Godbreaker, Senjin," Jin Du lowered his hands, the golden light in his pupils forced Senjin to lower his head, but then he seemed to remember something, and his expression changed drastically Pointing at the troll in front of him, "Godbreaker...Godbreaker?! Did you kill a loa?"

"No, no, my dear Sen'jin, Loa is a god, how could he be killed by a mortal like me? Come on, follow my footsteps, enter the land of souls, and you will understand everything I said, And where is my confidence..." Faced with Jindu's invitation, Senjin did not hesitate, and sat cross-legged on the rough ground, Jindu smiled and lit the incense in his hand, and the green smoke enveloped the two of them. He lowered his head.

"Thief!" A loud roar woke up Senjin who had just entered the soul realm. He followed the sound and found a huge wind snake trapped in chains in front of him. Judging from the divine power, it was not weaker than what he believed in. Bwonsamdi, the god of death, might even be stronger, but now he is trapped here, and the red power is constantly being pulled out and filled into the tall Jindu phantom behind it.

"See, Senjin, this is Haka, Haka the Soul Taker, and the god that the Atalai dreamed of summoning back then."

"How did you do this? Aren't you afraid that it will retaliate against you after it escapes?" Senjin stared at Jindu who was speaking with wide eyes.

"Voodoo, sacrifice, plus a little bit of trickery. As for getting out of trouble, just rely on Haka?" Jin Du sneered, and the wind snake struggled more and more fiercely, "How about it, now you believe that I can rebuild the ancient Is the Labash Empire over?"

The leader of the Darkspear tribe smiled wryly: "No wonder Bwonsamdi warned me, it was afraid that it would end up in this situation..."

But to his surprise, Jindu shook his head after hearing this: "No, Senjin, in fact, except for an idiot like Haka, other rational Loa will not fall for it so easily. Alright, now you How did you decide, tell me."

Senjin froze for a moment, slowly straightened up, then lowered his head: "High Priest."

At this moment, other high-ranking priests also appeared around the two of them, all with phantoms of various loas behind them, and they bowed their heads at the same time to show their submission.

"Very good, everyone, the glory of Gurubashi will be reproduced in our hands!" Jindu opened his arms, and with the roar of Haka, all the priests felt a tremor in their souls, and the loa they believed in also Let out a terrible growl.

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