Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Just as Zul was wallowing in self-pity and grieving alone, a group of Nagas had already appeared right under their noses.

"Is that the dejected troll?" Lady Serpent Vashj, who remained in her naga form, asked the man standing next to him, who was also her lover.

Garin looked at the dark prophet who looked like a lost dog, smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's him."

"But don't be fooled by his miserable appearance now. He used to fool the God King and Supreme Loa of the Zandalari Empire."

Garin is still very wary of the mysterious profession of prophet. After all, he is also a false prophet.

"If I hadn't asked the Naaru and M'noz'do to cast a spell together to block all the time flows in this world and not give him any information about the future, I wouldn't have been able to plot against Zul to this extent."

Vashj nodded: "I understand. This is a wise man with deep calculations. I will be fully prepared to deal with him."

"Don't worry too much. I have nothing to do anyway. I can go and play with Zul with you."

Garin followed and took out a blood-red gem from his arms. With the infusion of magic power, Garin's human body began to change.

Soon, a figure appeared with a snake tail in the lower half and a human-like upper body, covered with brightly colored scales, and a face that looked like a dragon, with tentacles on both sides of its cheeks.

"Now, respected mistress, I am your most trusted and relied-upon lieutenant, the Naga's Deep Water Lord Karathreth!"

Vashj took a look at the ugly Naga Lord in front of her, and smiled on her blue-gray face: "Let's go, my dear adjutant, let's go meet the first wise man of the trolls, the Prophet Zul!"

Vashj twisted her slender waist and swaggered towards the trolls' temporary camp.

Garin followed behind Vashj with the body of a male Naga and a rough warhammer on his back.

After climbing two meters, he waved his hand, signaling the dozen or so Naga thugs around him to follow him, looking like a dedicated adjutant.

"who!"

The crawling of dozens of Nagas were soon discovered by the troll patrol. This group of frightened birds let out an angry roar and then looked nervously at the dark jungle.

"Respected Prophet, is this how you welcome your allies?"

In the darkness, the seductive voice of the Serpent Lady sounded, and then the troll soldiers saw a Naga with a head full of snake hair.

The Prophet and Yazma looked warily at the Nagas who appeared in the light.

Zul sneered, "Hey, allies? You didn't respond when I sent out the invitation."

Zul had been in contact with Queen Azshara a long time ago. At that time, one side attempted to establish a new Zandalari Empire, while the other side also returned to the land.

The two sides have also cooperated to demonstrate their respective sincerity.

For example, the Naga expelled the tortollans from the Zandalari islands and occupied the temple of the shark Lo'agrol in search of some mysterious items about the ancient gods.

"prophet……"

Vashj's expression turned resentful: "Couldn't you foresee our future?"

These words seemed to pierce Zul's heart. He indeed hadn't seen any visions about the future for several years.

However, before Zul had time to think about it, he heard Vashj reveal an even more explosive news.

"The Naga Empire...is destroyed!" Ms. Viper's face looked pitiful, and Garin secretly gave her a thumbs up.

"This is impossible!"

Zul exclaimed, this news caught him off guard!

Others may not know the background of the underwater Naga, but how could Zul, who can see the future, not know?

In addition to the veteran demigod Queen Azshara, there is an existence behind them that is more terrifying than G'huun.

In addition, the Naga have always been rampant and invincible in the sea, and their capital is located in the deep sea ten thousand meters below, which is as solid as a rock.

As a result, the queen's trusted maid came running over and told her that the Naga Empire was destroyed!

play?

"I don't joke with the Queen!"

Vashj looked at Zul with dissatisfaction. This was the only true sentence in her script. How could she fool you with the rest if you didn’t even believe it?

Zul looked at Ms. Viper and asked, "Which force did this?"

"alliance!"

"High King Galen Trollbane himself is out, along with the Demon Hunter Illidan, Tortheldrin of Nar'thalas, and Elisande of Suramar."

Zuer sneered, "What a grand rebellion... Does Her Majesty regret personally enfeoffing these magical princes?"

Zul believed that Queen Azshara must still be alive, and this once prominent figure in Azeroth would not fall so easily.

"Tell me, what do you want from a loser like me? You can see that I am now a lost dog. I am afraid that the hundreds of loyal subordinates I have now are not as good as the Naga warriors behind you."

Here it comes. Vashj knows that the critical moment has come. Whether she can fool the prophet depends on what happens next.

"The Hell Dragon Sinestra and you have worked together before."

Vashj's face was solemn. "After she died in the north, all the remaining power in the Twilight Bastion was taken over by you."

"And now you have been defeated and fled, and G'huun has been sealed again. All this is impossible to accomplish relying on the Zandalari trolls and the two declining tribes of Gurubashi and Amani!"

Zul didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

"As far as I know, the Gurubashi and Amani have already secretly joined the Alliance!"

Vashj's snake-like hair suddenly opened up, revealing her anger: "Prophet, you know that our master N'Zoth is dead, and the Naga, like you, are being hunted down and killed by the Alliance."

"So." Zul has been in the Zanshuli Parliament for a hundred years and has long been an old politician. At this moment, no emotion can be seen on his face.

"Her Majesty will not let the Alliance go just like that." Vashj smiled: "Her Majesty has found a new ally for this, one that can defeat the Alliance. They have the power to help us dominate the world!"

"And you, the respected prophet, will revive the Zandalari Empire with their help, instead of being like your former king, submitting to Galen Trollbane and lingering on with your glory that has fallen into the dust, bowing your knees!"

All that has been said before can only be regarded as a prelude.

And this last sentence is the decisive blow!

There was a flash of light in Zul's eyes!