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Chapter 159 [When you grow taller, you have less posture]

The establishment of Zutiu was not that easy.

That night.

None of the big merchants or their representatives agreed to join the founding of the city.

This is normal.

After all, the desert trolls are not well-known, and their reputation in the past was probably a bit bad. The current leader of the desert trolls came up with such a constructive proposal.

If they all agreed at once, Tonatiu would doubt their true intentions.

It's like a large tribe suddenly appeared in a certain spot on the African continent.

Inviting many famous conglomerates and wealthy families around the world, they said they would build a new New York on the coast of Africa.

No matter how nice the words are.

It is estimated that those consortiums and wealth families will not really be obedient and join the construction of New New York...

Unless that large African tribe is not primitive, but Wakanda who crossed over from the Marvel world!

Tonatiu and the desert trolls, if they want this city to be built, they must turn themselves into Wakanda.

Although in a sense, the position of trolls in Azeroth, except for the civilization of Zandalar, is very similar to the position of black people on Earth in the world.

Well……

They are all super capable, savage and primitive, thinking only about OO and XX, physically strong, and the most civilized race evolved from them...

The ancestors of human beings on earth came out of Africa...

The ancestors of the elves, the most glorious race in Azeroth's civilization, were once one of the trolls...

Perhaps the founders of Azeroth may have actually referred to the Nicols when creating the social structure of the trolls.

So the positioning of Zutona and Tonatiu, on Earth, seems to be Black Panther bringing Wakanda from Marvel Earth to the real Earth.

The big difference is that Black Panther has been black all his life, and everyone in Wakanda is also black.

Tonatiu and the trolls under his command are all evolving towards a higher level of life. Currently, the one who is evolving the fastest is him, the leader of the trolls.

Noon the next day.

The merchants have all left.

Only the trolls and Tonatiu were left on the beach.

Oh, and there are a few goblins.

Led by Marin Nogfogg, the goblins swore to become followers of the Aztecs, the God of Wealth, joined Zutona, and established the Zangar Chamber of Commerce.

last night.

Tonatiu drew a lot of pie, blew a lot of empty words, and came up with an Azeroth PTT plan...

Mr. Jia will return to China next week.

Tonatiu felt that next time he would definitely...

Whether these big businessmen will be willing to join is a big question mark.

But there are no them.

Tonatiu will also build a Zutiu here.

At first, he just wanted to get rid of the possible future restrictions of Gadgetzan and Streamwilder Hotsand, and to prevent the trolls' trade channels from being controlled, and to create a sea outlet for the trolls themselves.

Later, plans like Zutiu's were gradually developed, but even if the plan failed, the troll's outlet still needed to be built.

before that.

He came to the seaside alone.

The sea water near Tanaris is very calm, with few rough waves and few big waves, making it very suitable for development into a safe haven.

If there is a Pacific Ocean in Azeroth, then the ocean in the southern part of the Endless Sea, near Tanaris, is the Pacific Ocean of the Endless Sea.

The calm sea water is as dazzling as satin in the sun and can reflect like a mirror.

Tonatiu looked at the sea in the distance, where an unnatural wave was rolling in.

He lowered his head casually and looked at himself in the sea water.

How to describe it?

First is the face.

Now he is different from ordinary trolls. His face is as sharp as a knife, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The bridge of his nose is still high, but he has no fangs. He looks like a troll, a human and an elf...

Next is the body.

To describe it in some simple words:

Tall and burly, with broad shoulders, slender waist, and fan-shaped chest, he looks like a mountain when he sits down, and like a tower when he stands up...

It really looks like a tower.

The skin has also changed from the messy gray, white, black and brown colors in the past to now a light blue that is very pleasing to the eye.

The most important thing is his height. He has grown taller again.

When Modera first met him, he was only about 3 meters tall, which was quite tall among the trolls.

At that time, Modera stood with him, like a little girl of eleven or twelve years old who had not yet developed, standing next to an adult man who was 1.8 meters tall.

Now……

Some time ago, Modera said to him melancholy: "Is there any way to make you less tall? I feel like I am walking beside you, as if I am your little daughter."

Tonatiu estimates that he may have grown to about three and a half meters tall now!

In some kind of interaction that transcends reproductive isolation, he can't even kiss Modera's face now!

Why!

If you grow too tall, you will lose posture.

Tonatiu eagerly hopes that he will not continue to grow taller.

In melancholy.

The calm sea suddenly began to ripple violently.

boom!

The sea suddenly exploded.

A huge thing jumped out of the water and slammed into Tonatiu...'s body.

boom!

A big, weird-looking guy stood in front of Tonatiu and knelt down humbly.

“wahhh,tntwwall.hajsalas…”

A series of fish-man language came out from the big guy's mouth, which was full of sharp teeth like sharks.

Tonatiu smiled.

"wlflzwilga,hgsaqshuwa,bolawosa."

What came out of his mouth was also fishman language.

I know you all can't understand.

Please translate it.

"Supreme Master! Your humble servant, the steward of Yodel City, the herder of the fishmen, Fizz Tidehunter greets you..."

"I'm fine. Fitz, you're strong again. You seem to be doing well in the sea."

That's right.

The super-sized murloc in front of me is exactly the little guy with amazing vitality that Tonatiu rescued in Gadgetzan.

The current Fizz Tidehunter, to put it bluntly, can no longer be said to be a murloc.

If you have to give its existence a race, you can call it Shark Man, or Fish Sla.

The size of an ordinary fishman is only the size of one of its feet.

It is about 4 meters high and at least two meters wide. Its limbs are as thick as an elephant and its body is strong. Its scales shine in the sun and look extremely hard.

And its pair of yellow eyes as big as lanterns, which shine with humility and wisdom, are completely different from the primitive and savagery of ordinary fishmen.

Strictly speaking.

Fizz Tidehunter is Tonatiu's first chosen one, a chosen one who transformed his body and mind with the power of faith, blood and the power of the system.

Voters are different from ordinary fanatics.

In addition to the difference between greater piety and strength, there is another very important point that distinguishes voters from believers.

That is in a sense, Fizz Tidehunter can even be said to be his doppelgänger.

If one day Tonatiu himself is unfortunately killed in battle, he can choose to be resurrected on the basis of Fizz Tidehunter if he is willing to exist in the form of Yuthra.

At that time, the will of the elect will be erased and replaced with the will of Tonatiu.

at this point.

This was naturally understood after he had enough followers to become a divine being.

He regretted it as soon as he understood it.

He regretted using blood to strengthen the vitality of the dying Fitz.

At that time, he didn't know that blood, the power of faith and the operation of the system could create voters.

If only I knew.

He will definitely not choose Fitz as his first elector.

nonsense!

No one wants to be a substitute for Fishela...

At the same time, the extermination dragon Lulu can also be regarded as half of his voters.

The reason why it is said to be half is because even the system cannot explain the appearance of Nergigante.

It was an accident.

It is a bug mutated by Tonatiu's materialist aura + blood + power of faith + system modification + Titan energy + Titan device.

After the power of the electorate is divided, it cannot be recovered. This energy will naturally dissipate after the death of the electorate.

When Tonatiu wanted to develop a second real electorate, he was told by the system that he needed to wait until the number of believers reached 500,000 before he could turn a fanatical believer into an electorate.

so.

Lulu is a bug.

The fishela in front of me was an accident.

But it is precisely the identity of this chosen one that makes Fitz extremely powerful, and he can even use a little of the power of the materialist aura.

Let it be invincible when facing the fish-men tribe in the sea. Even against some Naga tribes with a relatively small population, it can still be invincible.

Only then did they successfully build an underwater city on the coast of Tanaris, as well as its murloc kingdom, and developed the first batch of undersea believers in Tonatiu.

But what Tonatiu resented the most was that his own god was a warrior.

Fitz, the chosen one, looks very bold, tall, big, fat and strong, and he looks like he must be a warrior as well.

But this big guy who is stronger, taller and chubby than him is actually a spell caster...

Cast, caster!

Just like the name Tonatiu gave it, this guy's evolution direction, in addition to his body, also evolved in the direction of Valoran's Fizz...

A chubby and extremely strong fishra, holding a trident snatched from the hands of some unlucky naga, turned out to not rush over to attack you during the battle.

Instead, it sends out waves from afar, calling for the power of the ocean, calling for the power of the tide to drown you...

God knows how unhappy Tonatiu was when he knew this!

He has the body of O'Neal, but he is a mage!

If it hadn't been his disciple, Tonatiu would have wanted to kill it to vent his resentment.

Hold back the resentment in your heart.

Tonatiu said to Fitz, who could vaguely sense his emotions and started to feel a little frightened:

"Don't worry. My emotions have nothing to do with you..."

Although what he said was a lie.

At least Fitz's expression improved a lot, and his chubby, ferocious, and somewhat ugly face showed an expression of relief.

Only then did Tonatiu arrange work for it.

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