Rastaha suddenly pointed his finger at him, and Li De did not show any nervousness.

"It seems that His Majesty has a deep prejudice against me."

Rastaha didn't hide it and said it directly.

"Yes, what I doubt most is your motive. A human race works hard to help the sand trolls regain the tradition of Loa. I can't think of any other reason except coveting the power of Loa."

Li De felt a little ridiculous about Rastaha's suspicion. His shaking his head and sneering made Rastaha angry.

"why are you laughing?!"

"I should really make it clear. I value Loa very much, but I am definitely not coveting Loa's power. It is because Loa's belief is one of the important ways for mortals to understand the world and live in harmony with nature.

I don't hide it, the sand trolls are indeed citizens under my rule. I recognize their tenacity and hard work, but they also have an ignorant and cruel side.

They need education to enlighten the people, but not now. Compared to the tough implementation of education, what they need now is Loa's guidance.

Even if you agree to the sand trolls to find the Loa tradition, I still need to go through some investigation. Only by the kind Loa I recognize can I have the qualification to guide them.

This is a two-way selection process. Not only Loa chooses them, we also have to choose Loa.

As for power... please forgive me for offense, arcane, elements, engineering... There are many ways to kill people more efficiently than the faith of Loa.

On the contrary, I think the stupidest idea is to use the Loa faith for war.”

Li De's "arrogant" remarks made Rastaha a little at a loss for a moment, and before he could speak, a troll present could no longer sit still.

"Bastard, just a human race dares to speak wildly! Let me see how much you are?!"

Talking is an extremely huge troll. His height is twice that of an ordinary Zandala troll, nearly five meters tall, and his body is much fatter than that of an ordinary troll.

This is the unique "trolls" of Zandalar. They sacrificed part of their lifespan and intelligence in exchange for a stronger power than ordinary trolls. Zandalar has a giant troll army, and they are the most elite super soldiers in Zandalar.

This giant troll is the general of this army, Vokar.

"Little Skinny Monkey, let me see if you can withstand my punch."

Vokar shook his huge fist, and his arm was wearing a heavy gold wristband, and his rock-like muscles seemed even more powerful.

Li De is a strong body among the human race, but in front of this giant monster, he is indeed like a little thin monkey. But this guy did not put much pressure on Li De.

How strong a person is can be seen at a glance by the strong.

The method of identification is very simple, divided into three steps:

The first thing is to look at the muscles. The muscles and body are the most intuitive manifestations, which represent the strength of the body.

A deeper thing is to look at the eyes. Just a judgment of physical strength is not applicable to the caster. A high-level caster has different manifestations in the eyes due to the different power he has mastered.

Those who learn holy light have a faint golden light in their pupils; those who practice arcane have a pupil often have a sea blue pupil; those who master the power of shadows are not only the pupils, but the skin color and temperament of the whole person are darker; as for those who possess evil abilities, it is better to judge, a pair of green eyes are more obvious than lamps.

In addition to these surface identification methods, the most profound thing is to look at the pace. A strong man, even the most ordinary walking, can feel that he conforms to a law in the dark.

Of course, if you want to master this last method, you must be a strong person, otherwise you will not notice the aura of a strong person that the other party inadvertently reveals.

As for the giant troll in front of him, his eyes were turbid and his steps were heavy and messy. Apart from his scary muscles, he might be a little better than Martin Lei at most.

Li De intended to establish his authority, so he decided not to give the other party a chance to kill his aura in the most outrageous way.

So Li De extended an index finger toward Vokal.

"What do you mean by thin monkey?"

Seeing that the other party stretched out one finger, Vokaal felt a little angry. In his opinion, facing a strong man like him, this ant had to pull out his "dagger" to deal with him. But the other party stretched out one finger, which made Vokaal feel insulted.

Li De didn't say anything, but just shook his finger and signaled that he would listen to the emperor.

Vokare was completely angered by Li De's arrogance, and a grim smile appeared on his face.

"That's no wonder I'm!"

After saying that, Vokar stretched out his hand as big as a palm fan, pinched Li De's finger, and pushed his strength upwards!

Nibule grinned and exclaimed, subconsciously trying to take action, but the scene in front of him was unbelievable. This giant troll, who was stronger than the giant bear, did not touch Li De's finger at all!

Li De's fingers were like steel bars, and he still maintained the angle just now, and no matter how hard Voka was, he would not move!

"Um?!……"

Vokale was a little angry and gritted her teeth and used more force, but the finger was still unstable. In the end, Vokale even used her hands to hold her gray-green face into a pig's liver color, but even if the human race, who was considered a thin monkey, did not change the color of the gentle breeze!

Li De couldn't help but smile and leaned back tactically. What is a heroic warrior?

‘The 5-meter-high strongman Zandala can’t even beat a single finger of me.’

Thinking of this, Li De even felt that it would be even more scent if he had a white silk practice suit.

Li De can do this not because he can "receive, transform, and release!", it is purely suppression of absolute strength.

This is the absolute gap between heroic warriors and elite warriors. The gap in power cannot be overcome at all. Of course, this refers to frontal combat. Shameful behaviors such as sneak attacks and poisoning behind the scenes cannot be counted.

After letting Wokare break for a long time, Li De was not interested in playing with him anymore. He pulled his finger back and staggered. Li De casually poked out a foot and kicked the giant monster's ankle. Wokare slapped the ground flat, and the ground seemed to tremble.

"Hurry up General Vokar."

The Zandala trolls present, Rastaha, the first to recover from his calmness, restrained his horror and ordered the soldiers to help Vokar up.

The giant general stood up and wanted to attack Li De. The chief prophet Zul, who was the parliament, also spoke at this time.

"Come back, Vokal, you shouldn't be so rude to your guests."

Zul is the most prestigious person under Rastaha. Vokar dared not to rebel against Zul, so he could only glar at Li De and remember the revenge of the arrow in his heart.

His eyes swept across the hall. Li De knew that the Zandala trolls realized his strength, so he didn't have to say anything more. He just spread out his palms flat and used his hands to signal like a balance.

"My attitude requires balance between the soul and the body.

The worldly pioneering is only based on my hands. I am really seeking Zandala's help and asking Loa to accept the souls of the trolls of the sand, that's all."

Although the way to seek help was only seen in Rastaha in his life, he really believed Li De's words at this moment.

He ruled Zandala for nearly two hundred years. Although he was fair most of the time, he also gave him more free time to explore spiritual things, such as pondering people's hearts.

If you really have bad intentions, you will inevitably show a certain guilty feeling. Even if you have strong psychological qualities, you cannot avoid the vulgarity. Even if you hide it well, there will always be traces to follow.

Li De's open-minded attitude and clear attitude made Rastaha convinced that all he said was the truth.

At this time, Taranji also walked to Rastaha and said something in her father's ear.

After learning that Nibule and another "wild troll" had received a response from Loagrol on the sea, the God King's attitude finally changed. Moreover, the voice of the kings Loaresan also appeared in his mind at the right time.

After some thought, Rastaha spoke again.

"Well, I allow you to visit the Loa people living in Zudasa, but whether you can win the favor of Loa in the end depends on your luck.

I would like to remind you that Loa does not like his believers who believe in many Loa at the same time.

I will give you ten days. In these ten days, if you don’t get any favor from Loa, then I will not blame me.”

Everyone showed joyful expressions on their faces, and Li De and Nipur saluted Rastaha together.

“Thank you for your generosity.”

Rastaha waved his hand.

"My daughter Taranji will arrange for you to live in these ten days. High Priest Yazma..."

Just as Taranji bowed to take the order, a female troll with thick braids and a blue light shining in her eyes stood up among the trolls sitting on both sides.

"Listen to your orders, your majesty."

"High Priest, you have to trouble you to take these sand trolls to the History Museum. They have lost even the Loa tradition. I guess history has been almost lost. No matter what the result is in ten days, the history of Zulfarak should always be continued."

"Affect the order."

The High Priest Yazma belongs to the type of simple language, and leaves his seat and walks to everyone.

"You guys come with me."

After saying that, Yazma looked at Taranji again, and Taranji immediately expressed.

"I'll go and arrange a residence for them first, and I'll take them there later to the History Museum."

"Princess in labor."

Yazma nodded, and without looking at Li De and the others, turned around and walked out of the palace. Li De and Nibul looked at each other, surprised by the personality of the female troll, but they both accused Rastaha and quickly followed.

In fact, in addition to literary and historical work, Yazma is more important to the intelligence in charge of Zandala, who is secretly protecting Rastaha's safety. If it weren't for such a personality, it would be difficult to be competent for such an important position.

After everyone left, Rastaha looked at Zul.

"Prophet, what do you think of this person?"

Zul knew that of course, his little finger was not Nibull.

"The strange human race, few human races will take the initiative to accept trolls, and even Soladin has achieved a rise through the war with Amani.

I could tell that he seemed to truly respect the tradition of the troll. But his ambitions were equally great, and he would likely have conflicts with Zandala in the future.

As for whether he is a hero or a speculator, this requires in-depth observation in the future."

After learning that the Prophet Zul's overall evaluation of Li De was quite positive, Rastaha nodded thoughtfully, but he didn't know what kind of evaluation Loa would give them in the next ten days.

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To be continued...