Tonatiu still doesn't know the other side of the endless sea because of his accidental operation.
It has already been turned upside down.
Those who should sleep don't sleep.
Those who should live in seclusion should not live in seclusion.
When he goes to the other side of the sea and learns all this, his expression will definitely be wonderful.
Butterfly flutters its wings.
Azeroth changes.
At this moment.
He was very pleased to be riding an increasingly larger Nergigante, hovering high in the sky in the Tanaris Desert.
His relief came from below.
In a pale, dead desert, there was once not a single weed, but in just a few months, there was no weed.
He named the third troll camp in the desert Modrasin, a land he and his druids transformed using divine power and systematic abilities.
It's lush now.
"Let's go down and take a look."
Following his orders, Luru landed on Modrashim.
The night elf druids working on the ground, as well as their troll apprentices and assistants, had already seen him and came towards him.
"Good day, Your Majesty, elune-adore." Naralex greeted with a smile.
"Elune-adore, Naralex." Tonatiu responded with a smile.
The druids recognized him as a Loa, or a rare troll Loa in Loari, and their attitude towards him also changed to the attitude towards the gods of the wilderness.
Originally, an ordinary troll Loa would most likely not be able to get such a respectful attitude from a Kaldorei druid.
Because generally troll loa are almost all related to killing, souls, shadows, etc.
Only those animal loas can gain the respect of some druids.
But it happens that Naralex is an alternative among druids. He regards repairing nature as his lifelong belief.
Tonatiu's divine power can transform the terrain, which can be regarded as restoring nature to a certain extent.
Naralex feels that even if he is a demigod, he is also a demigod who is in harmony with nature and can get help from nature.
Naturally loved demigods.
As a druid, he is a rather special druid, so Naralex has such a good attitude towards him.
After greetings from the druids.
The trolls also came up to say hello.
Tonatiu was very pleased to see that the natural aura on Tihak's body became thicker and thicker, and he could already see the appearance of some druid.
What does a druid look like?
Moss began to grow between the gaps in Tihak's hair.
This seems to be dirty and unhygienic.
If ordinary forest trolls stay in the forest for a long time and never take a bath, moss and moss will grow on their bodies.
But Tihaq is different from them.
They are in the forest.
Tihak takes a shower every day, and he's still in the desert.
In such an environment and weather, moss can still grow, which shows that nature loves it.
Do not laugh.
This is the natural way of the druid.
Don’t you see that Malfurion has grown antlers?
The appearance of some alienation in the body that is similar to nature itself is a manifestation of the Druid's love for nature.
This is an incredible favor from nature.
Even if Naralex and the others wanted to have such a change, there was no such change.
"Tihak, you must listen to the teachings of these druids from the Cenarion Circle."
"What did they ask you to do."
"Just do whatever you want."
"The gods Tona and Tiu will not let you down."
"I think..." Tonatiu thought about it for a moment, and then said again: "From now on, your name is Tihak, Heart of Nature. Heart of Nature, this is what the Loas expect of you.
"
In the envious eyes of other trolls, Forest Beloved, the naturally favored troll, bowed down excitedly:
"The life of the forest comes from Tona, and the power of nature comes from the sky. I will bear in mind the expectations of His Majesty the Supreme and the Supreme!"
Some pleasantries and ceremonies.
Naralex accompanies Tonatiu on his tour of Modrashim.
The entire camp is centered around a pond on a small hill, within a radius of 1 kilometer, which is approximately equivalent to a radius of 1.1 zuri.
The pale yellow soil has changed, with grass growing everywhere, and small trees growing in circles around the pond. The small trees surround the pond, just like the walls and guards of this new desert oasis.
Resisting the invasion and attack from wind and sand, maintaining the habitat of life in the desert.
"With your help."
"Life can finally take hold in the desert."
Naralex pointed at everything around him and was very happy, "In at most half a year, this place will become a stable oasis where animals can be introduced. And it can slowly devour the desert and expand its size little by little."
"
"If there are more oases like this, I believe that in another thousand years, at least 1/4 of Tanaris can be transformed back into lush forests or grasslands!"
A thousand years!
There is something about Tonatiu...
He didn't know how to express it either.
A thousand years.
Perhaps for the Kaldorei who have not yet had Nordrassil on Mount Hyjal bombed, it may be equivalent to more than ten or several decades between trolls and humans.
It's indeed a long time.
But this little time is not a problem at all.
But a thousand years, whether it is for trolls, humans, or Azeroth.
They will gradually start to become out of reach.
The dark door opens.
In the next thirty years, Azeroth will face a star-destroying crisis almost every other year...
How can there be a thousand years to wait?
"Can it be faster?"
Tonatiu couldn't help but ask.
Naralex was startled.
"Faster?"
"I mean to make these grasses and trees grow faster, and to make the oasis expand faster. In a month at most, my first batch of migrating people will live here."
Tonatiu explained simply.
The Desert Trolls' first five-year plan has begun. The initial goal is to remove more than 200,000 Desert Trolls from the city of Zul'Farrak.
Migrate to 10 new desert oasis towns and start a new life while strengthening Zutona's control and rule over them.
Tonatiu expects this to take half a year.
"In half a year, I will have all my people, at least 200,000 trolls, move into a desert oasis like this."
"We don't have the longevity of the Kaldorei, nor the power that the Kaldorei have accumulated over thousands of years. We can only do it as quickly as possible."
The druid's thick, long blue eyebrows wrinkled.
"This is difficult, Your Majesty. But I do have an idea to speed up the recovery of the forest. The best way is to introduce the power of the Emerald Dream, but this is just an idea of mine and it has not been implemented."
Naralex thought for a while and then said softly.
Tonatiu was overjoyed.
Isn't this what you are best at? You just used this trick, and ended up being contaminated by the unclean things in the Emerald Dream.
Although it is contaminated.
But the effect of the restoration is very terrifying. Without druid control, several oases can appear in the barren land.
If contamination can be avoided.
If you guide and control the power of dreams well, then this method will be very powerful.
"I think," Tonatiu said softly, "There are many situations like ours in the world of Azeroth. If Tanaris can be restored successfully, then other places will become easier."
"If you have any ideas, you can try them here. I don't mind Modrasin being your experimental site."
