Mueh'zala

Regarding Mueh'zala, his machinations extended far beyond merely whispering to Vol'jin to pass the mantle of Warchief to Sylvanas. He actively participated in the destruction of Ardenweald, stealing numerous demigod spirits from the Winter Queen's domain. Those unwilling to submit were cast into the Maw, while malevolent entities like Hakkar were resurrected by him.

Galen also knew of Mueh'zala's contact with Odin. He'd struck a deal, allowing the Lord of the Valarjar to use one of his eyes to peer into the Shadowlands. Mueh'zala then handed the Eye of Odin to the Jailer in exchange for the Jailer's power. This made Mueh'zala a speculator more shrewd than even the goblins. Perhaps Bwonsamdi learned his habit of deal-making from his immediate superior. However, there was no need for Bwonsamdi to know these deeper secrets just yet. The truths Galen had revealed were enough to prove his sincerity.

The more Bwonsamdi listened, the more serious his expression became. Finally, he scrutinized Galen again, attempting to see through him. "So, what do you want? Mojo? No, no, no, with your strength, you don't need my mojo anymore!"

"I don't ask for much, my friend," Galen stated, immediately upgrading Bwonsamdi from a first acquaintance to a friend. The Troll Reaper didn't object. "I have some connections with the Amani and Gurubashi. I've been entrusted by Zul'jin and the forest to ask you to serve as their Supreme Loa!"

As soon as Galen finished speaking, Bwonsamdi's eyes sharpened. "Who are you?"

Have you finally noticed? Galen stopped pretending and revealed his true identity. "As you can see, I am Galen Trollbane, the King of Stromgarde, Lord of the Alliance, and the benchmark of the Paladins. I am the real one." He added, "Oh, by the way, I also have a title. It was originally given to me by the trolls of the Witherbark Tribe. They called me the Lord of the Holy Spirit!"

Bwonsamdi's eyes flickered, the blue soul fire in his eye sockets flaring three times, seemingly out of thin air. This emotional surge rippled across the entire Sea of Death beneath the Halls of the Dead. The blue, ethereal sea churned with huge waves, and the mist above the palace constantly rolled. The God of Death was profoundly uneasy.

"You are the Holy Lord that the Holy Spirit Sect is talking about!"

If so, it all makes sense!

When the Eastern Kingdoms were attacked by orcs, the Amani produced Zul'jin, who rose through alliances and coalitions, but was almost wiped out at a critical moment. Even Rezan was alarmed by this incident and sent reinforcements to help the forest trolls defend Zul'Aman. After the city fell, Zul'jin disappeared. When they reappeared, they had annexed the Drakkari in Northrend!

There was also the Gurubashi. This ancient empire lost a large amount of fertile land in the Sundering, and its national strength was declining. But it wouldn't be taken over by a small Darkspear clan! Most importantly, the Amani and the Gurubashi, along with the Drakkari, cut off tribute to Zandalar! You know, Zandalar has been the overlord of all trolls since ancient times, and this has never changed in tens of thousands of years. The trolls had no reason and no need to break this tradition and become independent!

Now, Bwonsamdi understood. He understood everything. Zul'jin and Sen'jin had already joined the human before him!

Thinking of this, the power of death within Bwonsamdi surged, and then a group of troll souls wearing bone armor and wielding ghost spears and sickles marched out of the dark sea! That was the Death Guard of the Troll Death God!

Galen glanced at the guards. None of them were bent over; they were all strong Zandalari trolls. I just don't know how many years it took this old guy to accumulate this fortune. If I kill them all, will Bwonsamdi feel sad?

But in the end, the two did not fight. For some unknown reason, Bwonsamdi suddenly changed his attitude. He not only dismissed his guards but also walked around Galen and clapped his hands.

"Man, you don't seem mad?"

Put yourself in his shoes. When Aiden led the Kingdom of Alterac to surrender to the enemy, Terenas, as the leader of the Alliance, was almost furious. In comparison, as the Loa of the trolls, Bwonsamdi's reaction seemed wrong. Have you come to terms with it so quickly?

"I said before that I don't care about the war among mortals. The future of the descendants of the Amani and Gurubashi Empire is something that the bigwigs in the Golden City should consider." Bwonsamdi, floating on the Sea of Death, stretched lazily, giving a provocative smile. "Besides, the trolls aren't extinct. I don't care even if you massacre them." He continued nonchalantly, "You know, I'm just a weak, helpless, pitiful, humble troll god of death. Even among the Loa gods, I can't even be ranked."

"And you, man, I care more about you, the human demigod of Holy Light. You are very strong, so strong that even old Bwonsamdi can't do anything to you. I am beginning to be very interested in the deal you mentioned."

Gurubashi was once Bwonsamdi's place of faith, but the trolls betrayed him and chose the blood god Hakkar, resulting in his temple being built on the edge of the city. This did not prevent Bwonsamdi from understanding the current situation of the Amani and Gurubashi tribes. Although their population had shrunk after the war, their lives were much better than before. The most important thing was that these trolls still practiced the integration of politics and religion, not much different from before. The key difference was that the trolls had placed all the Loa under the collective worship of the Holy Spirit Sect!

That's more than a dozen Loa gods! Why do those wild and unruly animals, the Loa, have such good opportunities?

The reason was that the King of Stromgarde, the Ruler of the Alliance, the Lord of the Holy Spirit before him, was not a chaotic and murderous person. On the contrary, he had an incredibly good reputation in Azeroth. As a god of death, compared to Hela, Bwonsamdi was fair, upright, and abided by the duties of a god of death. At the same time, he was very smart and knew he couldn't decisively deal with Galen. Since he couldn't fight, he chose to cooperate.

Today, the power of the Alliance of Azeroth covered almost the entire world. Zandalar was isolated overseas, and Zuldazar still faced internal and external troubles. The God-King had lost his fighting spirit and had lost two important arms: the Amani and the Gurubashi. After comprehensively considering many factors, Bwonsamdi's choice could be said to be a wise decision.

"Then we must get reacquainted with the respected Supreme Loa Bwonsamdi of the United Kingdom of Amani and Gurubashi!"

"Oh, good work, man!"

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