The majestic Kunlai Mountain is the largest and most mysterious mountain range in Pandaria, there are countless mysterious valleys in this snow-capped mountain, it is said that in the inheritance of the Mogu Empire, Kunlai Mountain has always been the last destination of the Mogu Emperors, according to the records of the panda people's travelers, there are at least 7 tombs of the Mogu Emperors hidden in this mountain range.

Even the tomb of the legendary emperor of Mogu, who single-handedly pacified the entire Pandaria, is hidden among the thousands of kilometers of mountains.

It is said that there are still many descendants of the Mogu Empire in Kunlai Mountain, and those brutal and powerful Mogu tribes are the guards left by the Mogu Emperors to guard the mausoleum, these huge and terrifying creatures will not hesitate to kill any outsider who dares to step into the holy land.

And now, the High Lord was standing on the highest peak of Mount Kunlai, and at the top of Mount Restless, Tyrion looked out over the narrow mountain stream in the southeastern part of Mount Kunlai, and in his remarkable vision, he could see that some dotted Zandalar trolls were moving in that valley.

"These trolls seem to know exactly what they're up to."

Behind Tyrion, the shadow whispered:

"I monitored them here for several days, and after these trolls landed on the coast of Kunlai Mountain, they didn't stop at all, and without hesitation, they crossed the snow-capped mountains and headed straight in the direction of that mountain stream... If I'm not mistaken, this should be their destination, the mausoleum they are looking for, the mysterious tomb of the Lord of Thunder and Lightning. ”

Speaking of which, there was a hint of curiosity in the shadow's voice:

"But I am surprised why the legendary Lord of Thunder and Lightning would tell these Zandalar trolls the location of his tomb, and he would not even tell it to his own people, as far as I know, the tomb of an emperor is the biggest and most important secret of an emperor in Pandarian culture."

"Because he doesn't trust his own people, he knows better than anyone the greed in the hearts of the Mokons, especially when Thor has enough power to fight the entire world, and he fears that after his death, those subordinates who once obeyed his majesty will dig up his coffin, desecrate his corpse, and take away the source of his power..."

The Great Lord stretched out his fingers, feeling the cold temperature on the top of the Endless Mountain, and he whispered:

"But the Trolls of Zandallar, who shared their secrets with him more than 10,000 years ago, taught Thor to use arcane and magical powers, and the Trolls of Zandalar reciprocated by giving them their secret soul spells, and pact with each other... The descendants of Zandalar will help resurrect the Lord of Lightning, and at that time, the Lord of Thunder will share the world with them..."

"The trust between the two sides is based on common interests, and for an emperor like Thor, this kind of alliance formed in interests is more trustworthy than the shackles of blood, probably all emperors have such thoughts."

Tyrion's explanation made Shadow look even more confused, and she asked:

"Isn't Thor, then, worried that these Zandalar trolls are stealing his power?"

"He doesn't need to worry."

The Great Lord shook his head:

"Trolls can't use that kind of power, it's a power that only the Titan bloodline can use, and of course, Thor certainly won't trust these trolls unreservedly, I guess, he must have left some special countermeasures behind."

"Okay."

Feeling bored, the shadow stopped pursuing the question, instead she steered the conversation to the other side:

"My mission here is over, and if nothing else, I'll head straight to Oldum, where Mavi and the other agents have laid a net, just waiting for the ignorant prey to enter the net."

"Nope! There's another task for you. ”

The High Lord erected the Staff of the Divine Dragon Mist in his hand, letting the white prayer flags filled with the words of the soul float in the air, and at the sound of the jade bells, Tyrion looked to the south:

"Although the hundred-year reincarnation moment of the mantis demon and the panda people is very consistent with this war, I can always feel that there should be some black hands manipulating behind this war, maybe some of our "old friends" who are not willing to be lonely, Nasa, take your agents to the Splendid Valley, the heart of darkness is under the palace of the Mogu Emperor, but don't act rashly! When I'm done with this here, I'll go and join you. ”

He looked back at his subordinates, and he accentuated his tone:

"Pandaria's last evil, supposedly the most powerful of the Proud is yet to appear, and I need a "sacrifice" to lure it out of the Heart of Darkness, but it's not you! Do you understand? If the Black Hand wants to touch the heart of darkness right under our noses, then he must endure this suffering! ”

"So, if there's a person behind it, it's our mission..."

The shadow shrugged:

"Watching him die?"

"Well, that's kind of interesting."

Tyrion chuckled:

"But it is true, when the black hand is infected by the evil energy, after he has released the proud entity, we can "take" our loot from his hands, since someone is impatient to send him to death, why should we stop it? ”

"yes, I see."

The shadow nodded, and as she was about to leave, she remembered something else, and she asked:

"Don't we need to meddle with those weird bugs that have appeared in the jungle in the last few days?"

"No, we don't interfere."

The High Lord stretched out his finger and flicked the swinging bell on the staff in his hand, and said:

"The Blightcaster Sect swore to me that they would include the Mantis Demon in the neutral camp that would protect the world, and since they are so confident, why not give them a chance to manifest?"

"Personally, I am looking forward to the return of the ancient Yaki Worm Empire to this world, of course, it will no longer be a servant of the ancient gods, it must become a sword in our hands! At that time, if the demons who have come to the nest want to fight another number war with us... Tsk, they're going to be absolutely amazed by that. ”

"Go, Nassa, and patrol the Splendid Valley for me... And I, I'm going to have a good chat with my troll "friends", about Zandalara, about Loa, and finally, about my dear "comrade-in-arms", Bonsandy..."

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"Yes, there is! Mausoleum of the Conqueror! ”

Guarded by the mighty Golden Sword Guard of Zandalara, the Dark Seer Zur and Princess Tarangi of Zandalar walk through underground caverns in the mountain streams southeast of Kunlai.

The cave is clearly excavated, and the cave is surrounded by ornate floor tiles, all kinds of astonishing works of art, and even the most ordinary bricks and woods are inlaid with gold and jade, which is an astonishing treasure trove, but it contains a very dangerous threat.

Before the eyes of the Dark Prophet and Princess Tarangi, on both sides of the road leading to the mausoleum, the silent golden swordsmen had cleared out the corpses of more than a dozen of their companions, all of whom had died in the strange traps hidden beneath the ancient tomb.

In the inheritance of the Mogu Empire, the emperor's mausoleum was always full of dangerous and deadly traps, this was to guard against shameless tomb robbers, and it was also to symbolize the emperor's majesty of controlling "death" even after death.

"Come with me!"

The Dark Prophet leaned on his staff, and he whispered:

"Don't go wrong! In this place, one wrong step is fatal..."

As he spoke, Zur closed his eyes and took a step forward, then a second step, without warning, but every time his feet landed, he would not touch the frenzied traps under these ornate tiles, and Princess Tarangi, who was familiar with the skills of the Dark Prophet, followed Zur very well at this moment, almost following the path of Zur, passing through the land full of traps without danger.

"Is this the burial place of the Lord of Thunder?"

The troll princess looked left and right at the decorations in the deepest part of the tomb, even from the discerning aesthetic of Her Royal Highness the princess, the layout here is perfect, the conquerors from ancient times, carved the story of their lives on the white jade stele, distributed around the tomb, and several carved strange beasts guarding the emperor's sarcophagus.

The beasts resembled lions, but they had no tails, and they were clad in formidable armor with sharp teeth that would make anyone shudder.

"That's Quilin, the favorite pet and war beast of the Mooku, from the rocks like them, and the symbol of the Mogu Emperors... As for this place..."

The Dark Prophet shook his head, and he walked forward respectfully, and he whispered:

"This is not Thor's burial place, this is just his mausoleum, even when the ancient conquerors died, it was vigorous, a whole piece of the most beautiful land in the world was buried for him, but he really did not die in his own territory, in fact, the place where he fell, there are still thousands of miles away from here, but after his death, loyal generals and guards sent his bones back here."

"Don't move!"

The Dark Prophet suddenly shouted, startling Princess Tarangi who was trying to touch the mighty Quilin stone sculpture behind her, but at the moment when the princess turned around, the stone sculpture several meters high in front of her seemed to come to life, and the eyes of the Kuilin shone with blue light, and this stone ancient beast actually woke up at this moment!

"Whew!"

A low roar seemed to wake up the sleeping guards, and with the sound of low footsteps, the walls around the tomb burst open, and the tall and tall rock Mogu soldiers each with a height of 5 meters were armed with weapons, as they had done more than 10,000 years ago, and stepped out with neat steps, surrounding these intruders who dared to break into the emperor's tomb from all sides.

This was the first time that the legendary Mogu had appeared in front of the trolls, these large, muscular beings had rock-like bodies, they looked like enlarged versions of humans, but with recurved legs, and the faces were like stone sculptures, filled with a strange feeling, the eyes, the sharp ears, and the square cheeks, as if carved out of a mold.

Even though more than 10,000 years have passed, these rock demons have not faded in time at all, they still retain the powerful force when they followed the emperor to fight in the Quartet, for a while, these golden sword guards who followed the prophet and princess were like small men surrounded by a group of terrible giants.

"You kid..."

Zur glared helplessly at the slightly red-cheeked Princess Tarangi, the old troll scolded the sword guards who drew their weapons, he trembled and took out an ancient scroll from his waist pocket, held it high in the air, and shouted in a deep Mogu language:

"The allies of thirteen,000 years ago have returned to this place! We have come to fulfill our covenant with the Great Thor-Emperor! ”

"We will resurrect your Emperor!"

Maybe it was Zur's explanation, maybe it was because of the scroll in his hand that was covered with the seal of the god of thunder, in short, these huge armies that could tear apart the invaders at any moment stopped at this moment, and they seemed to be back in a rock state, and even the huge and terrifying royal quiles were transformed into lifelike stone sculptures as before.

"Ahh

Princess Tarangi, who had almost run into a catastrophe, reached out and wiped the sweat from her forehead, and she whispered to Zur:

"The power of these Mogu soldiers is really amazing, is this the army of Thor? If such a legion is like this, it may really be able to hold back, or even defeat the Necromantic of the Darkblade. ”

"These? No, no, no. ”

Prophet Zur shook his head:

"These are just the Thunder King's Burial Legions, his real army is not here, and believe me, Your Highness Princess, the Thunder King's legions will definitely surprise you."

After speaking, Zur looked at the heavy sarcophagus in the center of the mausoleum, and he said in a deep voice:

"Carry this coffin out! We will resurrect this ancient emperor under the throne of the Lord of Thunder and Lightning, and we will not touch anything else in the tomb! ”

"Jingle Bell, Ding Dong"

At the moment when Zur's words landed, a strange, crisp bell rang out in this ancient tomb, and the sudden sound made Zur and Princess Tarangi shudder, and the other golden sword guards couldn't help but look at the entrance of the tomb.

There, a slender figure in a black robe with a strange staff with a white prayer flag strolling towards them, the jade bell at the top of the staff wrapped around the strange prayer flags was windless, and in that crisp sound, the cold blue mist spread behind him, and anything that came into contact with the mist, whether it was wood, gold, precious stones, or even stone, was as if it had been rapidly withered in time.

That's not the power of time, it's death... The withering and withering of death.

"Zur, I have heard that you are a dark prophet who can foresee the future... I'm curious if my friend Bonson Sandy told you... You're dying..."

Tyreon's calm voice echoed through the tomb, and the moment he heard it, the Prophet Zur's eyes shrank suddenly, and Princess Tarangi, who was beside him, immediately snatched the scroll from Zur's hand and held it high, and the courageous princess shouted loudly:

"Guardians of the Lord of Thunder! The invaders have arrived! ”

"For the supreme majesty of the Lord of Thunder and Lightning! Kill him! ”