As an innocent melon-eating troll, Tonatiu was stared at by the Dark Prophet and His Majesty the God-King, so immediately other trolls also looked at him.
Xal'atas whispered: "The opportunity I mentioned has come. Troll, that prophet will indeed come to you. He is even the only troll that I can feel a little troublesome among the trolls!"
Tonatiu, who was stared at by hundreds of Zandalari trolls, looked innocent. He talked to Xal'atath in his heart:
"Zul even finds you troublesome? Wait, the only troll who feels troublesome? Does that mean I'm a piece of cake in your eyes?"
"Ah!"
Xalatath made no secret of her contempt and ridicule: "If it weren't for the power in your soul, you would be just an ant in front of me! And that troll, I can easily kill him! But I dare not
approach him!"
Is this being looked down upon?
Well, Tonatiu is self-aware.
If he didn't have the aura of materialism, he might really be a piece of cake in front of a veteran ancient god like Xal'atas.
Even if there is a system, he may be tempted by her to fight for her. After all, Tonatius admits that he is not a strong-willed person.
"You knew he would appoint me?"
Tonatiu asked.
"That troll seems to be able to see the future. You are not afraid of us at all, let alone G'huun. You are the only one who can enter here without any harm."
Xalatas said.
"If he doesn't come to you, I won't find him troublesome. He is a troublesome troll. I suggest you"
She suggested: "If you really want to revive your troll empire. This troll in front of you, you must either win over him or kill him before he becomes your enemy!"
Tonatiu was silent.
At this time, Zul had already come to him in full view of the Zandalari trolls, and under the gazes of Rastakhan and other members of the Zansul Council, and gently held his hand.
"Your Majesty, please come with me." The Dark Prophet said softly to Tonatiu.
Is this holding hands?
Tonatiu was not used to being held by an old troll, or a male, like this. He withdrew the hand held by Zul without leaving a trace, "I will leave on my own. Dear Prophet."
Zul smiled at him and said nothing.
Tonatiu felt something strange about the place he had just held, and he secretly peeked at his hand.
This surprised Tonatiu to discover that at some point, a small line of troll font appeared on his hand:
[You can ask for a fleet]
Tonatiu was stunned.
Zul said softly: "Please come over, His Majesty Rastakhan is still waiting for you."
His words reminded Tonatiu that he was now being watched by hundreds of Zandalari trolls, so it was not a good time to find out Zul's intentions.
Shrugging, Tonatiu walked over.
"Please save Talanji," Rastakhan said directly. "Zul said you could save her."
Tonatiu couldn't help but look at Zul, and he also peeked at his hand. For a short while, the words Zul left on it had disappeared, almost making him think it was an illusion.
"Ha! Promise him!" Xal'atath said quietly. "This troll is actually helping you! Promise him! Troll, what your tribe needs most right now is its own fleet!"
Tonatius did not respond, he took a deep breath.
A Xal'atath.
A Zul.
These two are the guys who are the best at conspiracy in the game's plot.
Now you are... helping yourself?
Tonatiu was a little worried.
Xal'atath can still be said to have developed feelings over time. He has fed her a lot of N'Zoth's corrupting power over the past year, so she should at least be able to develop some feelings.
Even while having sex with Modera, she watched from the side, and sometimes even made suggestions on positions...
It's more or less emotional.
But what about Zul?
This can be said to be my first meeting with him. Although he has given me gifts, they are still very good and excellent gifts that I need very much.
But is he really helping himself?
"Can you help me?" Rastakhan seemed a little impatient, he urged: "Rescue my Talanji! Tonatiu, right, this name?! I can promise you..."
"A fleet!" Tonatiu gritted his teeth. He decided that no matter what the conspiracy was, he would try it first.
"A fleet of at least twelve ships!" Tonatiu said. "Your Majesty, I need to take a great risk! My Loa also needs to take risks. And my tribe needs sea power now, thank you
The most powerful thing in Dara is its sea power! I am willing to help, but I also want to use my adventure to bring something to my people!"
Rastakhan was stunned for a moment.
He probably didn't expect that this young troll would dare to make conditions in front of him.
At this time, the voices of Kezilla and another Titan were heard outside:
"Your Majesty, let me go!"
"Kezra is willing to take risks for His Majesty!"
The two abnormal-sized Titan trolls who were blocked outside the troll group were shouting loudly.
Zakaze stood next to them, with struggle and longing in his eyes.
This is the king of our desert trolls, who is even willing to take such a big risk for our benefit.
The young and thin Sand Troll couldn't help but jump up and wave his arms next to the two Titan Trolls: "Your Majesty! Let me go in your place!"
Zumulaen next to him could not help but shrink back and hid in the group of trolls.
Although he is also a desert troll, his belief is Bwonsamdi, and he is gradually marginalized on Zutona's side. Even if he was not marginalized, he would not be able to do such a thing!
The cries of the desert trolls attracted the attention of Rastakhan and Zandalar trolls.
Looking at all this, Zur's eyes flashed with admiration.
The Zandalari trolls fell silent.
Entering the bloody mist, even warriors like Wokar will not be spared. If you enter, you will die.
The two tall, thin, "deformed" trolls with electricity coming out of their bodies looked like they could barely give it a try, although most Zandalari trolls thought they would be miserable.
But that short and thin ordinary desert troll, such a pariah troll wants to get in, are you kidding?
Rastakhan was also stunned.
"Shut up!" Tonatiu shouted softly.
The voice was not loud, but the two Titans and Zakaze hesitated for a moment and then obediently shut up.
"Your Majesty." Tonatiu was willing to go all out and be a philistine. He bargained: "Falaki has just been unified. We need development. We need to have our own sea power so that we can trade with Zandalari. If
If the fleet of twelve ships is not enough, how about reducing it by half? I only need six ships, not five."
Rastakhan let out a long sigh and said to Tonatiu: "I promise you, as long as you can rescue my Talanji."
He turned around and said to Zul, who had been very quiet since Tonatiu came over:
"If he can succeed and come out alive. No, it will be the same even if he dies. Zul, pick twenty ships from my golden fleet and give them to him. Think of it as the Zandalari Empire celebrating the unification of the Falaki Empire.
one's gift!"
"Okay, Your Majesty." Zul responded softly, without even looking at Tonatiu, as if he wasn't the one writing on Tonatiu's palm just now.
"Thank you for your generosity!" Tonatius was satisfied that he had obtained twenty ships for free, and they were the ships of Zandalari's golden fleet. He turned around and stepped into the bloody mist.
