With the help of a large pterodactyl, it takes a day and a night to travel from Zutona to the entrance of Un'Goro Crater.
This is more than 15 times faster than the walking speed of trolls.
This is the distance calculated by Tonatiu after leaving the main army.
On the evening of the third day after leaving Zutona, he took Modera on a pterodactyl and finally arrived at the entrance to Un'Goro Crater.
Wait until he lands.
I don’t know how to know in advance that Dezra has already led thousands of trolls to kneel in a large area of the fortress construction site in darkness.
With the setting sun in the west of Tanaris, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the sunlight is like blood.
This made Tonatiu feel a surge of pride. This kind of superior treatment to others wherever he went could easily make people fascinated.
Rights are a good thing.
If you want to always hold rights, you must remember that corresponding rights mean corresponding responsibilities.
If you only use your rights without fulfilling corresponding responsibilities, then such rights will never last long, just like writing on the beach or farming in the desert.
I sighed a little in my heart.
Tonatiu used a little power of faith to make himself and the wind god pterosaur he was riding glow all over, and landed in front of the trolls.
"Tona and Tiu are watching you!"
His voice is not loud.
But it seemed to be sent into the hearts of every troll present, inspiring them from the bottom of their hearts, and the fatigue of the day seemed to automatically dissipate.
This is the power of faith. Only devout believers can sense such power.
Tonatiu can already use the magic stick to perform a wave of Loa possession operations anytime and anywhere.
He picked a spot at random and his voice continued: "What the trolls cannot do, God can do. I am here to help you get God's gifts, and get them more abundantly."
The voice fell.
His hand was raised.
Under the bright gazes of thousands of trolls, a beam of light fell on the originally dry open space in the center of the camp.
After the light dissipates.
There appeared a large clear spring that was crystal clear and could accommodate a dozen trolls, and the spring water was constantly overflowing.
Creation was created out of thin air, and what appeared was the rarest clear water in the desert. Even Modera was a little shocked by this operation.
Not to mention the thousands of trolls present, Dezra cheered with them, chanted the names of Tona and Tiu, and danced as if they were celebrating the New Year.
The entrance to Un'Goro Crater is located at the junction of the rain forest and the desert. Although there is a rain forest on one side, it is not easy to get water.
The trolls need to walk for half a day to fetch water from the rainforest and transport it, which is very hard work.
Now that there is such a big spring, there is no need to worry about water resources here anymore.
After consuming an [Endless Spring Water] to install a wave of magic sticks, Tonatiu was very calm.
His voice sounded again.
Not big.
But as if with divine power, the cheering trolls instantly fell silent and listened to his voice.
"This place will be called Zaun Fortress from now on! Let Zaun Fortress become the first and most stable barrier in Zutona!"
He gave the fortress its name.
Among the trolls, Dezra was the first to react. The slim and tall female troll general raised her arms and shouted:
"Zuan Fortress! Zaun Fortress! Zhu'an Fortress!"
"Zuan Fortress!"
"Zuan Fortress!"
"Zuan Fortress! Zaun Fortress!"
"..."
Cheers resounded over the newly born Zaun Fortress, and the super fortress that would shock the Azeroth coalition in the future was simply born.
…
at the same time.
Another continent across the endless sea.
Kingdom of Storms.
The largest commercial town in the kingdom, northeast of Goldsmith Town.
Northshire Abbey.
Dusk fell, and the monastery, which had been busy all day, finally became a little quieter.
In a tightly guarded secret room in the monastery, a slim figure stood next to a bed.
Lying on the bed was a young boy with black hair and a delicate face who seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old.
The young man's eyes were closed tightly, as if he was in a deep sleep. However, the quality of his sleep was probably very poor. During his sleep, he showed expressions of fear, regret, sadness, guilt, and anger from time to time.
Seeing the young man's behavior, the figure beside the bed said nothing. Her face, shrouded in a dark cloak, had no expression.
Dan saw her slowly stretching out her hand, covering the boy's head, and said in a very soft voice: "Dear... I'm just getting back a little bit of my strength. When I'm done with it, I'll give it back to you."
While she was talking, an energy channel appeared on her hand. The energy channel connected her body with that of the boy, but it carried infinite power in the silence. If a mage saw this scene, he would definitely be moved by the energy channel.
I was frightened by the terrifying energy it contained.
Maybe half an hour passed, maybe just a few minutes.
When she noticed the footsteps coming from outside, she said softly: "My child, it's time for me to leave again. I will continue to come tomorrow and I will make you feel better!"
next moment.
Her figure disappeared into the secret room, leaving only curls of light blue arcane energy that quickly dispersed.
And that's when.
The door of the secret room was reopened, and a group of people wearing Holy Light priest robes walked in. Behind them were two other boys who looked about the same age as the boy on the bed.
There were six priests in total. They stood around the long black-haired boy on the bed. One of the old priests whispered: "Let's get started."
Following his order.
The six Holy Light Priests opened the sacred contract they had been holding in their hands, and a sacred chant floated out from their mouths, turning into sacred energy in the air, falling like rain on the black-haired boy on the bed.
.
It works almost immediately.
The black-haired boy had a somewhat painful expression just now. Under the healing of the Holy Light, he slowly calmed down and seemed to have really fallen asleep.
But the treatment didn't stop.
Among the six priests, there happens to be the trainee priest who kindly saved a farmer's child in the western wilderness a few days ago. He was recently promoted to a full priest.
The first job after becoming an official pastor was to come to this secret room and do my little bit for this poor boy.
He came from another distant human country, adhering to the belief that he would better spread the Holy Light and benefit mankind, so he came to the Kingdom of Stormwind.
His name is Alonsus.
Alonsos was a little curious about the identity of the young man on the bed. What kind of identity the black-haired young man had would make His Royal Highness the only Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Storm and the noble Arathor bloodline Yuhui care so much.
during each treatment.
The two distinguished young men will be present, pray to the Holy Light for their friends, and sincerely bless their friends.
No matter how.
Alonsus felt that this was all a manifestation of friendship, but three young children had such deep feelings. The Holy Light would be moved by this!
He looked at the black-haired boy on the bed, unaware of what was hidden in this small body.
