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Chapter 623 The Tribe's Dilemma

The Naraksha Engine was the tool used by the high-level guardian Lai to create the Magic Gu people. It can also be used as a super decomposition machine. Any substance thrown in can be decomposed into pure energy. A fat man like Zhou Zhuo can hold a memorial service if he falls down.

The process of re-entering the identity was very smooth, but when Vanessa asked for permission to obtain the advanced guardian, the system rejected her.

Unless Lai automatically gives up or has a higher level of authorization, she cannot become a high-level guardian.

"Let's talk about it later, let's go, dear Mr. Traveler."

Zhou Zhuo would not leave even if he was beaten to death. He held the pillar and pretended to be cheated, but he would not leave.

OK, if you want to stay, stay.

Vanessa closed the Naraksha engine, and then left Zhou Zhuo to study various history. She collected spoils alone in the Treasure House of Mogu Mountain.

There is no doubt that the things in the treasure house of Mogu Mountain belong to Mogu, and she is Fandeng, the owner of Mogu. From the perspective of ownership, these treasures are hers, and she takes them without any burden on her mind.

"What the Panda people need is to purify their souls, and the Demonic people need respect and equality. These messy things will only destroy the harmonious relationship between the two sides. I have worked harder, so let me deal with these things!" Vanessa pointed to a large number of treasures found in the Demonic Mountain Palace and Treasure House, and said to several Panda leaders with certainty.

The Panda people didn't care about these things that could not be eaten or drunk, but the Demonics cared about them, but they didn't dare to say them.

A large number of gold, silver, jewelry, jade and agate were put into boxes, and a large number of artworks from the Mogu era, sculptures, ornaments with Pandaria characteristics, and ancient utensils, all loaded on ships! Carry them away!

For Vanessa, this is all dedicated to her master by the Mogu tribe. In theory, Lai also has certain ownership, but now that Lai has been disconnected for many years, she must be despised by these gold, silver and jewelry. Then she accepts it for him and lets the Mogu tribe feel the warmth of the Azeroth family. This is not strange!

The Mogu tribe has long forgotten the honor of their ancestors, and the number is extremely rare, even fewer than that of giant pandas.

The so-called three tribes of the weapon master Theon, Vanessa, was aware that these were only three villages, or a particularly poor village. The three tribes gathered, and the number was not more than two hundred. They had no idea about the world outside the Jinxiu Valley. In ten thousand years, they had long forgotten what the outside of the Jinxiu Valley looked like.

Vanessa's request for them was to go out and take a look and just don't cause trouble.

The Golden Lotus Sect was busy organizing the affairs of the fifth supreme god, while Vanessa urged the Lordaeron soldiers to transport their treasures back. The traveling scholar Zhou Zhuo was appointed by Vanessa and began to search for ancient secret history in some historical monuments and documents of the Mogu tribe.

The work of scholars in the traveling world can be said to be very effective. Even though Yashaji Heart has never officially debuted in Pandaria, the approximate position can still be inferred from various written records.

The Mogu tribe and the panda people went into battle together, but they didn't look for any entrance. They guessed that the location was almost the same, so they took the shovel and dug down!

Vanessa wanted to find Yashaji's heart as soon as possible, and then kill the only remaining Aosha who was left in the end.

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at the same time.

The tribe's army landed on Zandala Island in a mighty manner.

Garrosh Hellscream and King Rastaha of the Zandala Empire were not pleasant. Although Princess Taranji of Zandala tried to reconcile the conflict, the differences between the two sides were still extremely huge.

"Rude orcs! That's simply a wild beast! It's a group of bloodthirsty thugs!" King Rastaha threw away the golden cup in his hand and said angrily.

It is true that Zandala needs some assistance, but it does not require a master! Zandala would rather die than surrender.

"Father, we need the army of the tribe! Otherwise the blood trolls will attack our borders."

Princess Taranji tried to use a tactful tone to explain the importance of alliance between the two sides.

King Rastaha also understood these words, but he was used to being the boss, and Garrosh's attitude towards his younger brother made him intolerable.

"Zandala has the most powerful army in the world! Our navy has long conquered the endless sea! The gods of Loa are also protecting us! We are invincible and invincible, and there is no intelligent life to despise Zandala!" He seemed to be saying to his daughter, and also seemed to be saying to himself.

Zandala was once powerful, and this is true. Their ancestors were really vast. They were not inferior to the night elves when they were brilliant. Even in modern times, Zandala was hidden behind the scenes and could be called a strong army.

But the catastrophe ruined everything.

The huge waves turned Zandala from a large island to a small island. The army, as the cornerstone of the country, lost more than half of its population and dropped sharply by 50%.

Because the Zandala pyramid blocked the tide, the blood trolls in the north of the island did not suffer much impact. This made the blood trolls, who were originally just younger brothers, now have the strength to negotiate terms with the sect leader, which made King Rastaha extremely angry.

He now hopes that the tribe can bring its own dry food to help him suppress the rebellion of the blood trolls and the snakeman tribe in the distance, and then let these beasts come from and go back wherever they come from.

He wanted to use the tribe to do white labor, but there was no such good thing these days. Garrosh never retreated. From garrison to joining, the tribe offered a series of conditions. He did not want to agree to any of the conditions here. This is the focus of the conflict between the two sides.

On the other hand, Garrosh was also dissatisfied with Zandala's attitude. He showed sincerity, but the other party regarded him as a fool, which was simply an insult.

Gary Vicks, the goblin trade king who was so fat that he was a little deformed, quickly came over.

Garrosh hated goblins very much, and he hated them from the bottom of his bones. There was no trace of this race that could be called honor. But as a tribal chief, he also needed the assistance of goblins.

Garry Vicks also didn't like Garrosh. He thought that this brown-skinned orc looked like a wild beast than a human, but business was business. As long as he had money, he didn't care who he made a deal with.

"Dear Chief, hehehe..." He rubbed his hands and laughed a few times. Seeing Garrosh's expression becoming more and more impatient, he talked about the topic: "The Zandala trolls once enslaved goblins for a long time. We know them very well. The gold in their treasure house is piled up like mountains. If we can get this batch of treasures, I think the tribe's dilemma can be completely solved!"

His hidden lines are very simple. After the tribe has money, his previous investment can be recovered ten or a hundred times.
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