Tonatiu said this in front of the Blood Mother and hundreds of Zandalar trolls.
It's probably like a Midi man saying he hates freckles, a Chinese man saying he hates long legs and big butts, a Nico man saying he hates big butts, and a neon otaku saying he hates little tiger teeth.
It belongs to the kind of aesthetics that deviates from the popular aesthetics.
But that's nothing.
When a race grows in size, there will be some weird things. There is nothing difficult to understand.
As the saying goes, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.
There is nothing surprising about the emergence of a bird that doesn't like to fly and only likes to run on the ground.
When the Zandalari trolls saw that Tonatiu had successfully rescued Talanji, they couldn't help but let out a suppressed cheer.
Rastakhan growled: "Come out! Don't let my Talanji be corrupted!"
Tonatiu left quickly.
This little luoli is worth twenty ships of the Zandalari Trolls' golden fleet. That's twenty big ships!
What a valuable little luoli.
The blood troll eldest mother, who was knocked unconscious by his force on the ground, was furious. The small fangs on both sides of her mouth exposed under her mask rubbed together and growled:
"You will pay the price."
Then she sang in a low voice, her voice was like a mantra and like an opera:
"Before the final rain of blood falls, the Blood Father will enjoy his feast."
"The Zandalar trolls occupy the empty throne. The golden crown brings only blood and death."
"At the Master's wave, the blood trolls parted. Each troll sought a prize to win his favor."
"The five lanterns have all been covered. Their lost flames will light the way for their master to wake up."
"The foolish king, he is not worthy..."
"..."
Tonatiu, who strode away with Talanji in his arms, couldn't help but ask Miss Ancient God: "What is she doing?"
"Oh ~ prayer. She wants to call on the power of G'huun." Xal'atath said disdainfully. "All five lanterns have been covered up. This is mocking us. Troll, go over and stab me into her
chest."
Listening to Xal'atas' words, Tonatiu hesitated for a moment, and Xal'atas continued to seduce: "Do you want to know who summoned those hellfires that attacked you just now?"
Tonatiu's heart moved.
Although he had a guess, he was not sure.
Anyway, he just stabbed the eldest mother of the blood troll. She is not a serious person. He even used some of N'zoth's power to feed Xal'atath, so why should he care about a blood troll?!
Peng!
After thinking it through.
His figure disappeared instantly, causing the water on the ground in the bloody mist to explode into a bloody spray. He held Talanji in one hand and pulled out Xal'atath with the other.
The twisted and dark claws of the Ancient God exude a soul-stirring cold light in the blood-colored mist.
"What does he want to do?!" Rastakhan roared outside. "Why don't you get my Talanji out first?!"
Zul, who was closest to him, did not answer. The dark prophet's eyes had been staring closely at the ominous blade after Xal'atath came out.
"The cunning man bows his knee..."
The Blood Troll Mother was still chanting a long prayer, trying to activate some spell or spell that she might think was incredible.
But Tonatiu had already arrived in front of her, and she was decisive. She bit her tongue hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into a bright red shield in the air.
However, the shield could not stop Tonatiu's body that rushed towards him like a tank. It collapsed at the first touch and turned into blood and fell to the ground.
"Is that possible?!" the Blood Troll Mother, whose mouth was full of blood, said in disbelief.
She might also want to do something.
But Tonatius had already come to her side, and Xalatath raised it and stabbed it into her chest.
"G-G'Huorn..." She let out a miserable scream.
Tonatiwu said expressionlessly: "On the battlefield, chanting such a long spell is courting death."
In her vicious eyes, Tonatiu took out Xal'atath and hid the ancient god's young lady.
The blood troll eldest mother fell to the ground unwillingly, twitched twice, and lost her life.
After her death, the blood-colored mist that was originally swimming around as if it had vitality suddenly trembled collectively.
Then, like a flood, it suddenly converged on the corpse of the Blood Troll Mother. Together with the disgusting dirty blood and corpse parts on the ground, they were all swallowed up by her body!
"Ha~ It's okay now." Xal'atath said. "Hold your reward and go get your loot!"
In a blink of an eye.
The blood-colored mist spreading within hundreds of square meters and the dirty blood and corpses on the ground have been completely devoured, but the strange thing is that the corpse of the blood troll eldest mother on the ground has also disappeared.
If you don't look at the traces of the trolls fighting on the ground, or the stunned Zandalari trolls around, it seems like nothing has happened here, and nothing has been here.
Tonatiu held Talanji in his arms and walked up to Rastakhan and Zul, "God King. This is your princess. I brought her back."
Rastakhan couldn't wait to take it. Talanji's body even contained Tonatiu's body temperature. His Majesty the Zandalari God King's tone was trembling: "Talanji! My Talanji! Are you okay?
?!"
Looking at Rastakhan's gloomy look, Zul sighed in his heart, and he stepped forward to get close to the god-king who was a little glum because he was too careful.
"She is fine. She was just frightened and is in a coma. His Majesty Lezan has protected the Princess very well. Your Majesty, don't be careful." Zul said in a low voice after examining Talanji's body.
"Okay! I'll send her back to Zansul! Sacrifice, no matter whose sacrifice it is! Come and treat Talanji right away!" His Majesty the God-King, who cared deeply for his daughter, roared, and then he ran with Talanji in his arms.
He got on his huge pterodactyl mount and left in a hurry without paying attention to the servants on the ground.
"Forehead……"
Tonatiu opened his hand towards Rastakhan who was leaving.
"Are you worried about the fleet?" Zul said with a smile beside him. "Please don't worry. Zandalar will not forget its promise. No later than the day after tomorrow, you can have a golden fleet with twenty ships.
The fleet is here."
Tonatiu looked at the smiling Zul. He shook the palm that Zul had just touched. The small words on it had long since disappeared.
His action was very obvious.
But Zul said nothing at all.
Finally, Tonatiu said relevant words: "Thank you, Your Excellency the Prophet."
"This is what I should do." Zul said with a smile. Several of his disciples who had been following him were a little surprised when they looked at the smile revealed under the teacher's golden mask.
When did the Dark Prophet like to smile so much? In the past, you would only smile occasionally in front of His Majesty Rastakhan.
Tonatiu took a breath and was about to say something more dramatic.
The dark prophet spoke first.
He said: "Actually, Her Royal Highness the Princess usually stays in Zansul. She came here at this time because she has a mission. She wants to entertain the troll kings."
After he said this.
Tonatiu remembered that there was supposed to be a dinner party that night. It was said that the Zandalari royal family had privately entertained the trolls in advance?
Could it be that Talanji just came to entertain him, and then something like this happened?
As a result, Zul added: "The person your Highness is going to entertain is the venerable Malak. But the heroic Frost King has died... This is really the lament of our trolls. Zandalar will give Zul'Drak an explanation, and we will
Let the blood troll pay with blood."
"Uh..." It turned out that it was because of my own passion. The one the Troll Princess Luoli wanted to entertain was not herself, but the Ice Troll.
That's right.
Talanji is a Zandalari princess and the only descendant of Rastakhan. Apart from the queen and the god-king troll, she should be the most noble among the Zandalari royal family in terms of status.
The frost trolls of Zul'Drak are undoubtedly the most powerful troll empire currently besides Zandalari.
The Gurubashi and the Amani were once glorious twin empires, but they are now fragmented and insignificant.
Zul'Drak, who has no enemies or external enemies, has already surpassed the jungle trolls and forest trolls who are fighting internally among the divided warlords in terms of strength.
It makes sense that the Princess of Zandalari hosted a banquet for Frost King Malak.
As for the Falaki Empire...
Except for those small tribes, the desert trolls are probably the weakest in the current troll kingdom.
It was not the Zandalari princess's turn to come to the banquet.
Seeing Tonatiu's speechless look, the corners of Zul's mouth exposed under Zul's golden mask twitched and smiled again.
"It's me. I volunteered to take over the task of entertaining you from His Majesty," he said.
"But now something like this has happened. The banquet for the kings has to be cancelled."
"Your Majesty," Zul said to Tonatiu. "Please return to the consulate and rest."
"Okay." For Zul, a prophet in the game who could clearly see the future, Tonatiu couldn't possibly not be wary.
Zul smiled again.
The Dark Prophet laughed more times today than he had in the past 50 years combined.
Before leaving, he took a look at Tonatiu's waist, where Xalatas' leather sheath was hidden.
"What a great weapon."
he said with a smile.
"Isn't it? Your Majesty."
"Forehead……"
Tonatiu found it difficult to interrupt in front of Zul. This guy seemed to say what he wanted to say and what he wanted to say in advance every time.
"See you tomorrow." Zul turned and left, and his disciples all stared at Tonatiu.
As soon as the Dark Prophet left.
Only the other Zandalari trolls dared to talk to Tonatiu.
Lal was the first to come up. He walked up to Tonatiu and praised him sincerely:
"Is that the power of Sun Loa and Moon Loa?! It's unimaginable that the corruption of the Blood God can't do anything to you!"
"He is protecting me." Tonatiu smiled and pointed at Elune, who was hanging high in the sky.
Lal looked at the bright moon in the sky. He seemed to want to say something more, but there were many Zandalari trolls watching behind him.
He smiled at the end and said helplessly: "Please go back and rest. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Lar also left.
But another Zandalari troll came up and took the initiative to talk to Tonatiu.
And as soon as he came up, Tonatiu was very surprised by what he said. He actually said: "Hello, Your Majesty Faraki. Can you introduce me to the respected Sun Loa and Moon Loa?"
!”
Tonatiu looked at him in surprise.
The Zandalari trolls around who had not left also looked at this troll in surprise.
This troll is not another troll.
It was none other than the Zandalari troll Duval, the high-ranking priest of Roathric the Bat who had been greatly humiliated just now, a member of the Council of Zansul.
Duval accepted the surprised looks from all around, and he said calmly: "The power of Loa, which cannot even affect the corrosion and death of the Blood God, is something that even His Majesty Lezan can't do. I think... maybe Sun Loa
And Moon Loa is my destination."
"Do you want to forward the letter?" came a female voice that sounded a little dark from the side.
It was Yazma, the high-ranking priest of Spider Loa Shadra. She glared at Duval, "You want to trust the Loa of the desert troll? If you betray your Loa, you will be punished by the gods! Duval, what do you want to do?
