Li De was a little embarrassed, but he quickly dispelled it in an understatement.

“We are from the Tanalis Desert with the aim of visiting King Rastaha of Zandala.”

Seeing the opponent heading straight to the subject, Taranji was caught off guard.

"I am the princess of Zandala. What do you want to get from Zandala? You can tell me first."

Unfortunately, Li De did not give her this face.

"Sorry, there are some things that only the king is qualified to make decisions."

Taranji was a little angry, and at the same time he became a little curious about the identity of this human race.

"Your identity? The king of Zandalah is not something that everyone can see."

It seems that she always has to give some explanations, otherwise she will not be able to pass this level.

"I am the master of Tanalis, Marshal of the Protector of the Sea, and Zul Farak, under my rule, want to restore his ties with Zandala for thousands of years."

“?!”

Taranji was a little surprised. Zandala recorded the complete history of the troll. The name of the sand troll is a little strange, but Zul Farak was once one of the big cities in the history of the troll. There are records about this city. The last time it appeared in history was ten thousand years ago!

Now that this city, which has been judged to be demise, has appeared again in Zandala's vision, Taranji knew that this was indeed not something he could decide.

"Well, you guys follow my boat. I warn you, it's better not to have any bad ideas."

Taranji looked at Li De with some fear, and at the same time he glanced at Nibule and Sethers with great concern. The human hero warrior and the wild troll who can summon the power of Loa, this is really an outrageous combination.

...

Taranji returned to the ship, the Dinghai followed them and slowly sailed into the coast of Zandala.

The gap was not seen before, but in close comparison, the Dinghai was more than twice the Zandala warship! Such a large ship suddenly entered the port of Zandala and immediately caused a great response on the island.

After getting off the ship and standing above the port, Niebull, Sethers and others were all jealous for a moment.

The sand trolls have never been in contact with trolls from other tribes. In their concept, even if other trolls are stronger than them, their living conditions will not be much better.

But when they saw Zandala Island with their own eyes, they were a little guilty about the injustice of God. How could the trolls in the sand have ever seen such a green scene?!

When it was Nipur and the others, even Li De couldn't help but sigh at the scenery of Zandala. No wonder the trolls in history fought fiercely for the Zandala mountains. The mountains here are so beautiful, the mountains are green, and the vegetation is lush. It is a rare treasure land.

However, even though he admired Dara's outstanding natural environment, Li De still whispered to Nibule.

"Tell me that you are all reserved and put away this embarrassing look. In the future, our home will only be stronger than here, and will not be worse than here."

This was like a basin of cold water. Nibule suddenly woke up, cursed himself and then hurriedly ordered.

Li De then mixed the human race and the goblin members into the team of the sand trolls during the procession. It’s okay for the human race to say that the goblins and Zandala are not so friendly in history, and they should try their best to minimize the possibility of causing trouble.

As soon as the group walked out of the port, they were about to walk into the island. An old troll who looked very stylish came towards him.

The troll also has a gorgeous head crown, his skin is gray, and unlike most Zandala trolls, his waist is a bit curved like the trolls outside.

In addition, the most notable thing about this old troll is a pair of huge fangs that make him look majestic.

"I have heard that a group of people came to pay homage to His Majesty. Are you going to take them to the Golden Throne?"

Taranji looked very respectful to this old troll who asked questions.

"Yes, Prophet Zul. They claimed to be from Zul Farak, which I think requires the joint confirmation of the Father and the Council of Zansulli."

The prophet Zuer was stunned and took a serious look at the trolls in the team, then looked at Li De several times. His eyes were very sharp, which made Li De feel a little uncomfortable.

"Zulfarak, the sand troll... Interesting... I originally wanted to leave for Zulfarak... Now it seems that some people have disappeared into the long river of history..."

Zur said something unfamiliar to people, but Taranji was not disrespectful at all. This Zur was respected as a "prophet", not a position or title, but a real ability to predict the future!

His words are unclear at this moment, but in fact it is likely to be a prophecy.

Zul's strange state soon ended, and he returned to his slow and gentle tone.

"I will tell His Majesty the Lord of God and everyone in the Council of Zansulli. Here I will trouble the princess and bring them to the Golden Throne."

After saying that, Zul turned around and walked towards the depths of the inland. His steps seemed very slow, but in a blink of an eye, they disappeared between the mountains and hills!

Taranji was already used to Zul's coming and going like the wind, and calmly guided everyone along the mountain road.

Zandala said it was an island, but its actual land area was large, and it was the largest island, which basically met the standards of the subcontinent. Li De calculated silently that it was conservatively estimated that it should be as big as two Tanalis!

Along the way, Taranji did not allow the itinerary to continue boring and introduced Zandala to everyone:

The place they are now in is an area called Zudasa in the south of Zandala, where the capital Dasaro is located.

Of course, even if you don’t mention it, you can see it. Zudasa has a very special terrain. The continuous mountains gradually rise to the center. At the highest point of Zudasa’s central area is the majestic city of Dasaro, a veritable city on the top of the mountain.

The destination of everyone is the highest point of Dasaro City, which is the bedroom of the God King Rastaha: the Golden Throne.

"Teacher, I feel the unprecedented rich atmosphere of Loa, and there are many Loa gods living here!"

During the journey, Nibull approached Li De and said excitedly, lowering his voice.

Nibule did press the voice very low, so low that Li De could barely hear it.

But there was another person in the group who could hear clearly, which was Taranji. As the princess of Zandala, Taranji had extraordinary talent and received a response from Loa when she was young, so her senses were much more sensitive than ordinary people.

‘They care about Loa’s existence…what is their purpose?!’

Taranji was thinking a lot, but she still hid it very well. As Li De said, this matter should be decided by her father: the God King Rastaha.

...

Between Zudasa's dense canopy, the Golden Throne of Rastaha's bedroom.

This is a magnificent building with clear edges and edges, and its majesticity is almost as high as the Great Pyramid. The inner top of the main hall is nearly ten meters high, the width of the hall is forty meters, and the length of the hall is twenty meters.

In the center of the palace is the golden throne with totem patterns. The totem patterns are covered with a large area of ​​gold, symbolizing the prosperity and mystery of this empire.

The one sitting upright on the throne is naturally the god king Rastaha. On the left and right sides of the throne, there are shocking statues. These statues are generally somewhat abstracted, but it can still be seen that they are statues of Loa such as Tyrannosaurus, Descendant, Vortex, Pterodactyl, Pterodactyl, Pterodactyl, Pterodactyl, Pterodactyl, Pterodactyl, Pterodactyl, and Pterodactyl.

Below these statues are many seats, and above are the Zandala trolls of the Zandali Parliament.

At this time, from the God King and every minister, they were silent and waiting for visitors in the hall.

"Your Majesty, Princess Taranji has arrived outside the palace with her visitors."

At this moment, a troll wearing a golden helmet, holding a spear, and straightened his waist walked in and reported to Rastaha in a deep voice.

"Let them come in."

Rastaha, wearing a golden helmet and a golden armor, spoke. His tone was like an ancient god about to wake up, and it looked particularly majestic.

With the order of the God King, the notification sounds spread one by one between the guards, and finally came out of the hall.

Li De, who was waiting outside the hall, felt Zandala's full sense of ritual, but was not shocked. After all, he had seen a more complex and profound ethics culture than this.

Giving Nibule and others a look, Li De took a generous step towards the palace.

In the eyes of the trolls such as Rastaha, what they saw was a human race who was not tall and burly compared to them, walking towards the center of the hall.

He had short black hair, straight facial features, strong expressions, and his clothes were not gorgeous, but just a decent officer's uniform. He was wearing a giant sword in a dark green lizard-skinned sheath behind his waist. At this time, he was holding one end of the scabbard with one hand.

The trolls didn't know where the etiquette was, but from the fact that he did not hold the hilt of the sword but held the scabbard in his hand, he could feel that it represented peace and had no intention of using force.

The human commander stood up and said loudly with a spirit.

"Marshal of the Protector of the Tanalis Sea: Lid Victory, pay tribute to His Majesty Rastaha."

This neither humble nor arrogant demeanor immediately surprised the trolls.

You should know that although Zandala has long been gloriously isolated and endless sea, they have never stopped observing the mainland. Although the main purpose is to control the situation of Gula Bash and Amani, it does not mean that they know nothing about the history of the human race.

The human race of Azeroth is actually the product of the degeneration of the Titan Creation Vicu people who were cursed by flesh and blood. Judging from the rise of their Soladin Emperor, the history of the human race is less than 3,000 years, and compared with the trolls, it is as short as a flash in the pan.

In the eyes of Zandala trolls, except for the bloodline of Emperor Soladin, most of the human race are either arrogant or weak or vulgar. Few people can communicate with the troll with such open manner.

"Human race, explain your purpose. My daughter brought me the news about Zul Farak. Why is it that you, the human race, come to talk to me?"

Li De slightly turned sideways and gave up Niebull.

"This is the chief of Zulfarak, Nipur Shading. He is my student and I brought him here to restore Zulfarak's relationship with Zandala."

Nibuer took a step forward at the right time. He was still too young and was shocked by Rastaha's pomp. If Li De hadn't held his elbow without leaving any trace, Nibuer would have almost lost his standing.

“Nipur Shading pays tribute to His Majesty Rastaha, that since Zulfarak lost contact with Zandala ten thousand years ago, my people have lost the tradition of the Loa faith.

In the meantime, I also misconceived the evil god, which brought a long suffering to the sand trolls. So I came here this time to regain the faith of Loa, get the favor of at least one Loa, and get rid of the current mental dilemma of the Zulfaraks."

After hearing Nipur's words, Rastaha was stunned at first, and then he showed joy on his face. As for the other Zandala trolls' expressions, they were mostly happy.

"I'm very relieved, the sand troll..."

After saying this, Rastaha's words suddenly changed.

"But I can't promise you easily."

Nibull was already ready to thank him, but Rastaha's words made him feel like he fell into an ice cave. He was eager to express something, but Li De signaled him not to rush to speak and listen to the other party's following.

"I am happy to find the tradition of Loa for each troll tribe, but before that I must be clear about your attitude towards Loa. Many trolls in history have embarked on extreme paths in order to revive the declining tribes.

Those trolls were not pious in their attitude towards Loa. They were short-sighted and fed in their mouths for immediate interests, and even used their help to squeeze Loa's power!

Thousands of years ago, the same Gula Bash tribe, Zurgrab, who were separated from you on another continent, squeezing the power of Loa, and finally even offered the twisted spirit-grabbinger Haka with a cruel blood sacrifice.
To be continued...