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Chapter 699 Heading to Zul'Farrak

"The equipment is damaged, and the repair team dares not go back... The water supply to the west has been affected. If this continues, let alone lowering prices, it will be difficult to even maintain the current supply. Those troll zombies appear and disappear unpredictably with the sandstorm, specifically attacking our facilities and personnel, as if someone is deliberately driving them to do so!"

Bigewitz concluded with a long face.

Green Shadow approached Elwin's side quietly and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Troll zombie... Elwin, this description sounds somewhat similar to the troll zombies driven by dark forces that we encountered in the sunken temple in the Swamp of Sorrows."

Alvin nodded slightly, a sharp glint in his eyes. He lowered his voice and replied, "It does look very similar. It's not just ordinary undead resurrection; it's more like the result of some kind of blasphemous sorcery or powerful dark energy contamination."

He paused briefly, organizing the knowledge in his mind.

"I've read in some ancient texts about Tanaris that a powerful desert troll tribe once thrived deep in this desert and established a city called Zul'Farrak. They worshipped the powerful Loa gods, and like the trolls of the Eastern Continent, they also possessed many bloody and primitive voodoo spells. It's not impossible that the descendants of these trolls, or some beings who inherited their legacy, possessed the sorcery to turn the dead into zombies."

"The important thing is that the zombies that appeared before have suddenly reappeared. I'm afraid all of this is related to Cho'gall."

Valera's ears were sharp, and she caught their whispers.

With an eager look on her face, she interjected, "Hmph, those ghostly things are nothing, it's just that these goblins are too weak."

“One of my unlucky guys has seen those guys before. He said that those troll zombies have skin like rotten leather, their movements are stiff but their pounces are terrifyingly powerful, and their eye sockets have no eyeballs, only two dark, burning blue flames. They seem to feel no pain when ordinary swords and knives are used on them, unless you cut off their heads or smash them into pieces.”

She licked her slightly dry lips.

"I heard rumors before and wanted to go check out the legendary troll ruins in the northwest, but the terrain in that sand dune area is too complicated, and the sandstorms are weird. I circled around several times but still couldn't find the exact entrance. If I do find it, I don't care if it's a living troll or a dead one, I'll cut them all into pieces!"

Alvin glanced at her helplessly; this girl was still as violent and audacious as ever.

"and many more,"

He suddenly thought of a question and looked at Valera with a puzzled expression.

"Didn't you say before that your people were mainly concentrated in the caves on the southeast coast? Why did you go to the northwest to provoke the trolls? That place is not close to your stronghold."

Valeera was taken aback by the question, her face flushing red. She coughed and then said matter-of-factly, "We're going to rob tombs! Is that wrong?! Zul'Farrak is an ancient troll city, there must be a lot of buried gold coins and antiques inside! Anyway, those trolls are either all dead or turned into zombies, it's a waste to leave the good stuff buried!"

She spoke louder and louder, as if that would cover up the fact that she was robbing tombs.

Elwin, Green Shadow, and even the sullen Akalitha couldn't help but cast speechless glances at her.

That's just like Valera's style; danger doesn't seem to matter to her.

Elwin shook his head, turned to Bigewitz, and asked seriously, "Bigewitz, tell me everything you know about the desert trolls and Zul'Farrak. Don't omit any legends, rumors, or anomalies that your employees saw during maintenance."

Bigewitz wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and tried hard to recall.

"My lord, the legend of Zul'Farrak is widely circulated among the old goblins and sand people of Tanaris. It is said to be a vast city built on desert oases and ancient rock formations, with many pyramids and temples. The trolls were very powerful, worshipping terrible gods and offering living sacrifices. But that was a long time ago. It is said that the city later declined due to civil war or angering the gods, and the trolls scattered or died out."

He paused, a look of fear crossing his face. "For decades, that place has been considered a forbidden zone. Occasionally, reckless explorers or treasure hunters venture in, but few emerge alive. Legend has it that it's filled with curses, traps, and unclean things. As for the zombie trolls our employees saw, which they said attacked them, they were dressed in ancient, tattered troll-style clothing, and their weapons were also rusted troll-style. Most importantly, they appeared in the direction that was indeed pointing northwest towards the Zul'Farrak region. And the recent sandstorms seem to have been the most intense and eerie, blowing from that direction."

The information came together and pointed to a clear direction—the ancient troll city of Zul'Farrak in the northwest was very likely the source of the troll zombies, and might even be related to that strange sandstorm.

After a moment's thought, Elwin made a decisive decision: "We can't stand idly by. These troll zombies threaten Gadgetzan's water supply and could endanger the entire trade route. More importantly, there might be something even darker lurking behind them. We must investigate thoroughly."

He looked at Valera: “Valera, you are more familiar with the local situation and the affected civilians. I need you to do one thing—communicate deeply with the Thieves Guild, reassure people of Bigewitz’s promises, and prevent further chaos. At the same time, assist Bigewitz in developing a sound plan so that those refugees and poor people who are willing to return can gradually and safely integrate into Gadgetzan and make a living.”

Valera listened, and although she was somewhat dissatisfied that she couldn't immediately go and kill the zombies, she knew that Elwin's arrangement made sense.

Moreover, being able to fight for tangible benefits for ordinary people at the bottom of society satisfied her sense of justice.

She pouted. "Fine, leave it to me. I'll make those goblins keep their promises, and I'll get the guild members to cooperate. However,"

She looked at Alvin,

“Be very careful when you go to Zul'Farrak. It’s a very strange place.”

Elwin nodded, then looked at Greenshade and Akali: "Greenshade, Akali, get ready. We're going to Zul'Farrak to investigate. Greenshade, your natural senses and healing abilities are crucial. Akali, we need your strength and aerial vision. This operation will focus on reconnaissance and tracing the source, avoiding unnecessary combat as much as possible."

Green Shadow nodded, while Akalitassa clenched her fists excitedly, her red eyes gleaming: "Great! Finally, a fight! Those zombie trolls sound pretty tough!"

Finally, Irwin instructed Biegerwitz: "Prepare some necessary supplies for our journey through the desert, especially clean water and sand-protective gear. Also, give us a map of the most likely route to Zul'Farrak that you know of."

Tasks have been assigned.

Valera left to find the Thieves' Guild.

Elwynn, Greenshade, and Akalitha began their final preparations for venturing deep into the cursed ancient desert city of Zul'Farrak.

Unknown terrors and ancient secrets await their arrival in the depths of the northwestern desert.