What's wrong with this world?

Orendo looked shocked and confused. At this moment, the archanger's calmness and gentleness were thrown into the vortex.

When did it be that the human elves were not the human elves who were yelling to protect the world, but those trolls who were savage, rude, primitive and depraved in the eyes of human elves?

In front of them, Lordaeron, Gilness, Fort Rapids and the Kingdom of Ultraman refused to join the Azeroth League, and later, the old prophet of the Zandala Trolls brought so many trolls to the pole to join the league!

What's wrong with this world?

Not only Orento, who knew Zul's identity, was shocked, but the other humans and the blue dragons next to him were also shocked.

Senagoth:(???????)

Stella Gosa:(????????`)

Human warrior Abel:(??í_ì??)

Human Warrior:????°△°?????

The trolls are going to join the alliance? They form an alliance with human elves? This... this..., to be honest, no one believes it.

Dragon doesn't believe it either.

So Orento was so shocked that he didn't know how to respond. Other blue dragons and humans could not react other than shock.

The old troll seemed to know that they would react like this, and shook his head without much care and said, "I know you don't believe it. But the facts are in front of me. I heard the call of the world and came here with those trolls who are willing to believe me."

"As long as you want, Old Zul has a way to make the entire troll race obey you and obey your orders."

"It's all very simple. You don't have to doubt it, even though I say that, you may be more suspicious."

"call……"

Orento finally reacted, exhaled deeply, and gently patted his forehead.

Above is the emblem of Azeroth.

"Tell me your way, let the troll surrender to me and fight for me." The arcane said to the old troll with a expressionless face.

This time it was the other blue dragons. Humans were shocked when they looked at Orento. Senagoth never expected Orento would believe this old troll!

After waking up from the shock, the first reaction of the old Blue Dragon was to have a fraud, and the second reaction was that these trolls had absolutely any conspiracy.

Before he could have the third idea, Orento actually asked the old troll what he could do.

Ignoring the shock of other blue dragons and humans, Prophet Zul talked: "It's very simple. The trolls are the best soldiers and army. As long as we can make our Loa surrender, the trolls will surrender!"

"This is hard for others, even gods cannot do it. But for you, it is exactly the easiest."

"You can let your mothers make them surrender because you are the father of all of us!"

Orento pursed his lips.

His gaze moved away from the old troll and turned to the ocean in the distance, countless troll ships.

"How many trolls have you brought, how many ships?" Orendo spoke softly.

"All. I mean all the Zandala Troll Navy and Prophet forces. There are 53,856 Trolls and 3,865 ships of all kinds!"

"Time is tight. If you had appeared ten years earlier, no, five years earlier, I could even give the whole Zandala to you! But I only knew about your existence a few months ago, so I could only do this."

Zul said with his head down.

The breeze blew a hint of black hair from Orento. This was the wind element taking care of the owner's hairstyle. The midday sun shone on his handsome face. Orento spoke:

"What would you do if I asked you to dedicate the whole Zandala to me?"

These words are temptation and curiosity.

"It's also very simple." Zul's face, covered by a golden mask, seemed to be laughing, his voice was light, but what he said made Lan Long and the humans feel uncomfortable.

"The current Zandala Troll King Rastaha, His Majesty the Troll's God King, is my most close friend since childhood. He trusts me very much."

"By his trust, my rights in Zudasa are no less than those in the Troll God King."

"By this power, I can create a crisis in our kingdom and find opportunities to kill the troll king with great reputation, and finally, when the Zandala trolls are in a catastrophe, you will take action to save us."

"The proud Zandala trolls at that time must not be able to refuse your call."

Listening to Zul's voice briskly speaking the terrifying conspiracy, Orento only felt that it was so poisonous, so cruel, and very consistent with Zul's style...

In the original historical trajectory, Zul, who wanted to defect to Gorhorn, used the power of the Blood God to rebuild the Troll Empire, seemed to have done this!

So Orendo has no doubt that if Zul does this, he will be able to succeed.

The premise is that the guy Zul chose to surrender is reliable, and there is no old alliance and old tribe that have fully grown up to prevent it!

In Orento's eyes, what appears in the future historical trajectory is old!

Only his alliance is new!

"Don't believe him. I saw a conspiracy in this old troll. He looked even more gloomy than the Death Wings!" At this time, Senagoth finally couldn't help it and reminded Orento with a word.

Orento nodded.

Then he said to all the blue dragons, humans and old trolls present: "Stay here! I'll verify it! I'll go back later."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright blue light lit up on his body, and the distant space became narrow in his eyes and was easy to travel through.

The next moment.

The arcane disappeared from his original position and appeared on the central volcano of Angolo Crater.

He tapped his forehead lightly, and "Sefrosa, The Crown of the Guardian of the World" appeared and covered his face.

"Zuer, that troll Zuer, did he come after listening to you?"

yes.

"Can it hear you?"

yes.

"What do you think of trolls?"

They are, I, disappointed, children.

"They are the kids that disappoint you? Those trolls?"

yes.

"Can you make those Loa surrender?"

Can.

After the conversation ended, Orento smiled bitterly, feeling that he seemed to have a little talent for being a soft-hearted person.

First, Solanlian... With his aunt and nephew, he achieved the entry into arcane skills.

Later it was Egwen... As he ate this bowl of rice, he became a disciple of the Guardian and gave birth to Saconas!

Later, now, it seems that I have eaten Azeroth's soft rice.

By this time, Orento had already felt this way. He touched his handsome face with a 100-point appearance. A face that made readers feel very immersive. Am I the so-called Azeroth Soft King?

Thinking of this in my heart, Orento and the Soul of the World communicated a few more words.

With "Sefrosa, the Crown of the Guardian of the World", we do not need to communicate with Him as before, and we are exhausted every time and have to sleep for several days.

Soon, the verification passed.

That old man forced Zuer to surrender to him sincerely.
Chapter completed!