As time passed, Tonatiu had been in Zandala for half a month.

After several tons of meat were dug up by Tonatiu, Lezan was finally barely cured.

Then he rested for a while, and was mostly able to recover, though he may have been weak for a while.

When he was able to reappear, Tarangi and himself, as well as many of Zanshur's priests, were desperate for his return.

Change the current situation in which Zul, the Zandalar Empire, is invincible, monopolizes power, and is crazy to move closer to the Desert Troll King.

But Lezan and Tarangi, as well as the priests, didn't know that even if Lezan returned, he wouldn't be able to make any waves.

Tonatiu and Bonsandy, the god of death, have struck a py deal with the trolls.

At that time, even if Tonathiu is not in Zandalara. Lezan and Tarangi will face Bonsandy, who is starting to harden, and the prophet Zur, who can play them in the palm of his hand.

Zur + Bonsandi are probably the most terrifying combination of two old henchmen in the troll country.

A grumpy and straight to Lezan, a young princess of Zandala, against the old combination......

Tornathiu said he was not optimistic.

What's more, Tonatiu can return at any time, and it's a big deal to spend another lot of money to beat Lezan!

This afternoon.

It's raining again in Dasaro.

The huge island of Zandalara, at this time of year, except for the ghost place in the Wharton Desert, there will be continuous heavy rainstorms in other places.

It is the rainy season of the year.

Giant Seal.

Huge enough to hold the doorway of the Titan Creation's Stone Chamber, Tonatiu stood by the doorway, reaching out to catch the raindrops dripping from the eaves.

Cold, cold, clear and pleasant, the mood of the Dark Prophet right now.

The Dark Prophet stood behind him, hunched over and contented at the Zendalar Empire under the rain of madness.

"It's raining so hard. Right, Your Majesty......" Zur whispered. "But wait until the rainy season is over. Plenty of rain in this year's rainy season will make the crops in the fields better in the new year. This is a good sign that this year will be the biggest harvest in Zandalar in 100 years! ”

"Ha~" Tonatiu withdrew his hand from playing with the water and shook off the raindrops on it, one or two raindrops splashed on Zur's face, and the old troll wiped it away with a smile, not minding at all.

On the contrary, Tonatiu himself was a little embarrassed, but there was no need to apologize for this little thing, he could only divert the topic and ask:

"Prophet, what you just said was a prophecy?"

“…… Not. That's right. Zur wiped away the rain and reveled, "The granary of Zandalar will be more satisfying than ever, and the existing granary will not even fit." There will be a lot of rats, and I think the empire should build more granaries this year. At the same time, let His Majesty Ghani's heirs move in, or buy a lot of cats from humans. ”

His Majesty Garni is the Small-Jawed Dragon Loa, and his honorific titles and priesthoods are numerous, including the God of Scavengers, the God of Garbage, the God of Desertion, the God of Garbage, the King of Thieves, the Master of Slaves, the Guardian of Secrets, and the God of Secrets......

As the Jawed Dragon, Loa, his heirs are of course referring to the Jawed Dragons......

Except for Gani's own gods, the other slender-jawed dragons don't actually like to pick up garbage very much, and picking up trash is just Gani's own hobby.

In Zandalara, the microjaws lived happily with the trolls, just like other dinosaurs.

Each dinosaur that lives in symbiosis with trolls has its own abilities. For example, velociraptors and pterosaurs can be mounted, Tyrannosaurus rex is a terrifying war machine, and Ceratosaurus and Brontosaurus are strong camel animals.

Tiny microjaws can live happily with trolls because they like to eat rats......

That's right, the Zendalar trolls keep them like humans have cats. The wild microjawed dragon is a wild cat in Dasaro, and its status is similar to that of a wild cat.

Tonatiu looked at Zur, who was in a good mood, and knew that he should be confident in the correctness of his prediction.

Zur's prophecies were 100% accurate every time, and even Tonatiu was very envious.

He suddenly asked curiously, "Prophet, have you never missed a prophecy?" ”

The question is a bit abrupt and even a little rude. It's like an earthling running under the overpass and suddenly asking if the fortune teller is accurate.

This is definitely a provocation for fortune-telling demi-immortals.

Zur didn't seem to mind, he even seemed to think about it for a moment, and then smiled:

“…… Not. Your Majesty, as of now. I never missed the world's voice. ”

That's why he trusted his prophecy so much.

Seeing his confident appearance, Tonatiu took the opportunity to ask the question that he had been wanting to ask for the past few days.

"I'm glad you're sure I'm going to be the king of trolls. I also think I'm going to bring the Troll Empire back to glory. Tonatiu said.

"We are in the process of operation. Isn't there a need to be so impatient? Over time, the trolls will know that I am the true master of the trolls. Time is with us, Prophet ......"

"Your Majesty......" Zur rarely interrupted Tonatiu. He sighed, and the good face brought by the good mood seemed to become a little bad when Tonatiu said this.

Tonatiu was a little apprehensive, not because he was worried that Zur would not be happy. Instead, thinking that Zur was so impatient for himself, he even had the feeling of selling Zandalara.

But he still questioned him, and it didn't seem like a human thing to do—even though he wasn't a human now, a troll.

Zur's aging face showed a worried look, and he said, "Actually, I don't want to be so impatient. If it weren't for the world telling me, we would have to be faster, faster, faster. I also want to take my time. Old Zur is already hundreds of years old, what does it matter if he waits for a few dozen hundred years? ”

Is it a prophecy that makes you feel compelled to do so? Do you make you so impatient? Looking at his expression, Tonatiu asked curiously.

"Yes." Zur whispered. "Two years ago, I saw you become the Lord of Trolls. But the Voice of the World says that you will go through a lot of suffering, trolls will too, and so will the world. ”

"Later, when I found out that you were in the Angolo crater, I saw something else......"

"I saw two doors that would be opened, and the mad enemies of the world would rush out of them. The Troll Empire is the first to bear the brunt......"

"The two gates, one yellow and the other green. If you don't get the trolls together before the door is opened, or give you enough power. That's a disaster for the trolls, and it's a disaster for the world. ”

"That's why I'm ......"

Zur was still whispering about why he was so impatient, so crazy about Tonatiu's influence.

Tonatiu, however, was already stunned by what he had said.

The door, open, green, yellow.

He took a deep breath.

Azeroth, what doors are green?

Azeroth, what doors are yellow?