"He will definitely die! Even Vokar is dead! Vokar is the number one warrior of Zandalari!"
"Ha! Just a desert troll, even a very strong desert troll! Just a pariah."
"Well, from a female perspective. Although he is a desert troll, if he is willing to be my spouse, I don't mind marrying a desert troll."
"Ha?! You are so superficial! He doesn't even have fangs, and he has no charm at all! You can't touch your fangs when you're making out. Is that still a troll?!"
"Do desert trolls have blue skin? I remember that the skin of frost trolls and forest trolls is this color!"
"Looking at his appearance, skin, and courage, I think one of his parents should be one of us Zandalari trolls. Or simply a pair of irresponsible Zandalari trolls who took their child away.
Lost in the desert!"
"..."
After Tonatiu stepped into the blood-colored mist, the Zandalari trolls remembered a burst of unrepressed whispers.
It was a whisper, but it was not suppressed at all. The voice was so loud that even Tonatius could hear it in the bloody mist.
Are the Zandalari trolls so gossipy? The thought of fangs touching fangs during intimacy makes him feel sick.
Fortunately, at my own request, all desert trolls must take good care of and clean themselves. Conditions in the desert are limited. They don't need to bathe every day, but they must brush their teeth every day.
There is enough water in the forest, so you need to take a bath at least twice a day and brush your teeth more than three times a day!
There is no way, the bodies of the unevolved trolls are too prone to stink!
Especially when you are active in a sweltering forest or in a desert, it is too easy to sweat and develop body odor.
Tonatiu didn't want his city to stink and be as disgusting as other troll cities, so he issued such a death rule.
Like other female trolls in other places, they believe that females with bad breath are more attractive, males with long fangs are more attractive, and other bad habits in Tonatiu's eyes must be corrected under his tough rules.
Under his influence and requirements, the Zutona trolls have improved a lot, and are even accepted by the night elves, and are regarded by them as civilized trolls.
It is normal for the refugees and desert trolls who later surrendered not to adapt at first.
However, individuals of all races will pursue progress. The powerful and elegant Zutona troll set an example, and Tonatiu, the god-demonic commander, made strong demands.
The desert trolls are also slowly accepting this transformation.
Bathing and brushing teeth has become a fashion among desert trolls. With Tonatiu as an idol, fangs are no longer a requirement for males when choosing a mate.
As for bad breath in women…
As the idol and role model for thousands of desert troll women, Warlord Dezra washes her small fangs in front of her subordinates every day. She even brings water to brush her teeth when marching...
Most Zutona troll women no longer have bad breath, which is a big minus for other troll men...
Huh?
Tonatiu, who was thinking wildly in the bloody mist, just thought about the bad breath problem of troll women, when he smelled a smell of bad breath in the bloody mist!
Dezra had this kind of bad breath in the past, which made him want to cover his nose and stop breathing every time he reported a problem.
on the left!
He smelled the source of the bad breath, and it was approaching him.
Without hesitation, Tonatiu reached out with one hand and grabbed something in the air filled with blood-colored mist. Then he grabbed it hard and smashed it to the ground.
"ah!"
A sharp female scream sounded out, and it turned out to be a young blood troll female, who was grabbed by Tonatiu and smashed to the ground.
When the Zandalari trolls outside saw this scene, they were all moved.
"Blood troll!" Rastakhan roared, wanting to rush in and kill the blood troll. "There is still one alive!"
Zul whispered: "I'm afraid she is still an eldest mother. She just looks very young."
The blood trolls are a matriarchal society, and there is no doubt that men must obey women, otherwise these men will be imprisoned or even executed.
In blood troll society, sometimes female trolls will even prey on male trolls if there is no food.
The eldest mother is the leader of the troll tribe among the blood trolls, similar to the chiefs of other troll tribes.
The difference is that most of the ordinary troll chiefs are powerful warriors, while the blood troll leaders, namely the eldest mothers, are often senior blood god priests.
"Why can you catch me?! I obviously have the power of G'huun to protect me!" The blood troll lying on the ground was covered in blood, but she didn't care and stared at Tonatiu in shock.
"And! You are not corrupted!" she screamed loudly.
After her loud reminder, the Zandalari trolls outside realized that Tonatiu had been in there for so long, but nothing happened.
Vocar did stay inside for a long time just now, but he looked very miserable, and Tonatiu...
His skin didn't even change at all, and the power of corruption had no effect on him.
"Kragwa! Why is he okay?" a follower of the frog god exclaimed.
The other trolls also wanted to know this, and Rastakhan even widened his eyes.
Only Zul's face, hidden under the golden mask, showed a faint smile.
"Who are you?"
Tonatiu walked towards the cover protecting Talanji while keeping an eye on the female blood troll on the ground.
I saw him wanting to save people.
The female blood troll screams: "You will never succeed!"
Her body turned into blood-colored mist again, like a bloody tornado, rolling up the dirty flesh and blood, forming a huge flesh-and-blood monster that was one or two times larger than the attacking giant troll just now.
The monster said nothing and punched down, but Tonatiu dodged and its attack failed.
The monster still wanted to attack, but Tonatiu's figure flashed and reappeared next to the flesh and blood monster. He grabbed something from the monster's body, pulled it out hard, and smashed it to the ground.
"ah!"
The scream of the female blood troll sounded again, and the huge flesh and blood monster turned into blood and fell down in her scream.
"Impossible! Why can you find me?!" The female blood troll on the ground covered in dirty blood screamed in horror.
"Want to know why?"
Tonatiu quickly walked towards Talanji, who was unconscious in Lazan's hood, and asked.
Isn't this nonsense?
The blood-colored mist that even the Loa dare not enter, the blood-colored mist that Zandalari trolls like Vokar have fallen into, and the blood magic that even His Majesty Rastakhan is afraid of.
This guy was actually able to stay unscathed inside, and he was able to drag out the blood-troll eldest mother who didn't know where she was hiding in the mist and monster's huge body.
Not only the blood trolls themselves, but the other Zandalari trolls also want to know!
"I am not afraid of your blood magic because I am protected by the sun god Tona and the moon god Tiu. They are the Loa of our desert trolls, the Loa among Loa."
Tonatiu's voice was loud, advertising his religion, and his target was of course not the blood trolls, but the Zandalari trolls outside.
Then he easily penetrated Lazan's magical cover, picked up the small Talanji on the ground, and hid it tightly in his clothes, hiding it close to his body, not flesh but flesh.
He's not trying to take advantage of anything.
Just a troll luoli.
It’s not the hoof girl Luoli, the elf Luoli or the human Luoli!
Only by such close contact can his materialist aura avoid the invasion of the bloody mist and prevent her from being harmed and corrupted.
After hugging Talanji and ensuring her safety, he solemnly faced a blood troll's eldest mother in front of hundreds of Zandalari trolls. Even in the eyes of other normal troll males, she was actually very important.
The charming and beautiful female troll said:
"Why can I catch you and find you? The reason is very simple..."
He said it seriously with no expression on his face.
