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When Nathanos woke up again, he found himself standing with his head held high with thousands of Mogu tribes... and Zandala trolls standing in the courtyard under the shadow of the sun. The sky was lightning and thunder. Everyone else was several heads taller than him, but no one seemed to care, and no one even noticed him.

The wither soon realized that this was just an illusion, or a dream.

It's such a strange idea. He hasn't had a deep dream for many years.

He was sure that he had never been to this place. Although the palace surrounded by the surrounding jungle was in the style of Pandaria architecture, it was more majestic than the Double Moon Hall and Seven Star Hall in Jinxiu Valley, and even the Mogushan Palace was inferior to that of the Mogushan Palace.

The walls are clearly visible in the face of the Mogu tribe. The height of the arch allows mammoths to enter and exit freely. The raw material of the stone slabs on the ground is pebbles. The scale of the step palace is comparable to that of the Odur and Ice Crown Fortress in Northend.

Who is qualified to build such a palace that symbolizes power and power?

He was surrounded by Mogu and Zandala trolls. They were not particularly separated, but stood together with equal status.

Zandala is a troll tribe and the source of other troll tribes. They are all the tribes with the highest figure and the highest status. The phantoms of those Loa gods are the best proof.

The Zandala priests were also among the crowd. For some reason, their eager eyes seemed to be saying that there was something more worthy of attention than their gods. So much so that those Loa were neglected, and Nathanos also saw that Bonsandy, the god of death, was also there, but he could not escape the fate of being ignored.

Seeing this situation, Nathanos felt that he had guessed the answer to the question just now.

There is only one era where these trolls are willing to let go of their inner pride and awe of the gods and choose to work together with people from other races.

But is that possible? Nathanos thought to himself. A "boom" thunder interrupted him and forced him to look up at the end of the ladder.

A flash of lightning fell, and the Deagu Emperor who unified the entire Pandalia appeared in front of everyone like a god descending.

The shouts around were even more crazy, and the curtain of the sky was lit up by uninterrupted thunder.

Thor's appearance is obviously fundamentally different from his tribe. He is taller, his naked upper body is like a storm rolling up a vast ocean of deep blue. His muscles are rugged. The crown on his head is shaped like four lightning bolts controlled by him. There is also lightning between his fingers, or any simple action he can get the response of this natural force.

Nathanos' dream was the age of Thor, and it was the time when his dominance reached its peak. He completely dominated the Pandaria continent, and it is said that he also had the ambition to expand outward.

Perhaps in response to the worshipper's fanaticism, or perhaps in order to calm everyone down, Thunder roared, overshadowed the shouts and overshadowed the thunder. The sounds disappeared from his commands, just like the shadows of the gods of Loa, who had already escaped in shame before he released his anger.

Everything seemed to have subsided, with only a pair of eagerly anticipated gazes left, focusing on Thor.

"Hahaha~" He let out a deafening laugh, obviously satisfied with the surrender of the group below.

Although this was an illusion, the arrogant laughter echoed between the stone walls like a shocking war drum, piercing Nathanos's body.

The withered people traveled through the crowd like ghosts. These people all showed excited but terrible smiles. Their fanaticism was beyond words.

So, why did he see this fantasy? Nathanos knew that he was actually not interested in the history of the Mogu clan. However, Thor's simple and crude way of demonstrating power and authority attracted him.

His people, the Forgotten, followed him, and allegiance to him was obtained through sacrifices and challenges again and again. And Thor seemed different? He did not give anything to his tribe members, and consolidated his empire purely by powerful strength and iron fist rule.

Nathanos thought to himself? The Forgotten one is loyal to him, so the Demonic tribe is respectful to Thor. Which one is better or worse?

Thor raised his hand, listened to his call in a storm, and the dark clouds directly above his head began to roll? Inside the huge vortex was a ball of day, containing unimaginable power.

A Mogu priest walked out of the crowd? He seemed to be the representative of everyone's choice. Thor also noticed him.

The priest kneeled down? He said respectfully: "We will call you the King of Lightning."

A burst of cry of recognition and praise sounded. The people below thought the title was suitable. But their emperor was not happy.

Thor spoke: "Lightning?" His tone was filled with some doubts and disdain. The scene suddenly became silent.

Nathanos saw many people with a look of fear on their faces? They seemed to be afraid of Thor's anger.

"Lightning just passed in a flash." When Thor said this, the ball of day in the sky made a roar.

"It can only symbolize the power of destruction. No? It's not just lightning." He shook his head. "There is thunder! Thunder indicates the arrival of the storm. It rumbling before the thunder came; after the power of the storm disappeared? The roar of the thunder still shook the mountains. What shocked all things was lightning, but what made the world lingered in fear was thunder. I don't only have power? I also have thunder as my pioneer. Because of these two, my power spreads everywhere. I will become... the king of thunder!"

The scene broke out with the most intense shouts and cheers. In the chaotic tone, only a few voices were heard shouting "King of Thunder"? Then, more and more people began to shout Thor's new name.

Nathanos is in it? But he is not one of them. Thor's words may be a bit arrogant, but they are not a manifestation of military and military power. You can see the records of this emperor in the future? Even though he has been dead for tens of thousands of years, Panda, Jinyu, and Mogu tribe, anyone who mentions his name is afraid. As he said: When the power of the storm disappears, the roar of thunder still shakes the mountains.

Will I be like him? The Withered One looked up and looked at Thor. Sometimes he occasionally remembered Uther's warning years ago on the Ice Throne: Never get involved in the royal power.
Chapter completed!