Tonatiu even discovered that even his weapons were the same. The weapons of other troll warriors could be enchanted, but even if his weapons were enchanted, they would still lose the magical effect in his hands.
But if the enchanted weapon is used by other trolls, the magical effects that have been enchanted on it will return.
He once suspected that it was a matter of the power of faith, but he used the power of faith to bless Kezra's enchanted axe. Magic and the power of faith can coexist well on it, allowing Kzilla's weapon to play a greater role.
The power of.
But when it came to his hands, the magic failed again.
Only the power of faith remains.
He also secretly asked Zangal to prepare some voodoo potions that were not very harmful, and drank them secretly. He found that these potions with witchcraft power also had no effect on his body. However, he drank the same potion.
More than half of the potion was given to Kezilla to drink, poisoning the divine warrior so much that he ran to the toilet 88 times a day. Fortunately, Kezilla was strong and strong. If it had been any other troll, he would have lost half his life.
It is as if Tonatiu is like a magical black hole. As long as you get close to him, the magic will disappear. But it is not annihilated, but the magic fails.
Once you leave him.
They will recover naturally.
He suspected it was his own problem.
Now the troll warriors all have an enchanted weapon, some of them have made great achievements, and they also have one or two enchanted armors.
However, His Majesty does not have any special equipment, because if he wears the magic-rich Devilsaur skins made of leather armor on his body, they will also lose their magic power...
In distress.
This His Majesty had no choice but to wear an ordinary dinosaur leather armor, carry an ordinary stainless steel sword, and act pitifully as a war dick. And even the trolls and berserkers, the lowest-level units in the system, have
A magic that can transform oneself into madness and a magic that enhances weapon damage, but he has neither.
"It's not magic... It doesn't matter if you can't become a master mage. Why, given the current pace, it's impossible to even become a shining actor. Is it possible that you can only be a dick-fighter for the rest of your life? This has no future!"
The troubled Tonatiu wanted to find someone to ask. He wanted to know whether the indigenous people of Azeroth had ever had such a problem. But he didn't know where to ask. He could only ask someone who was knowledgeable.
Dalaran or Quel'Thalas.
If he just goes to find the mages in these two places in his current capacity, there will probably be no good results.
We can only take one step at a time.
…
Tanaris.
A seaside dozens of kilometers away from Gadgetzan.
At the port city of the Hot Sand Group here, at the Hot Sand Port, a merchant ship coming from the Treasure Bay on the opposite side of the mainland is slowly mooring into the dock.
The goblins' commercial activities between the two continents have never stopped. They have established many commercial cities between the two continents. Most of the time they are commercial competitors, but sometimes they also cooperate, such as in sailing merchant ships.
, the goblins welcome anyone to their port as long as they are willing to pay taxes.
Although every goblin knows that the rich man of Booty Bay, Levi Gazz, is a businessman on the surface and controls a commercial city. But in fact, the real behind-the-scenes activities of the Blackwater pirates operating in the nearby waters are
The Black Hand is actually this rich man! He is also a businessman and a thief. In fact, most goblin businessmen are like this.
Merchant ships dock.
A goblin merchant came down to talk to the management staff at the dock. After paying enough taxes and fees, the sailors and passengers on the ship began to disembark.
In addition to being fully loaded with cargo, this ship, like other goblin merchant ships, also carried a large number of guests from the mainland over there to Kalimdor.
The composition of the guests is very complex, with the largest number being of course goblins. Then there are high elves, tauren, trolls, and of course humans. Even the night elf, who never escapes from the world, actually has one.
Among the small number of human passengers, there was a petite figure hidden in a cloak and cloak, which attracted the attention of the guys hiding in the shadows at the dock.
This guy is instantly recognizable as a human woman.
The famous three hands near Steamwheedle Port, the goblin Cora Wrench showed a sinister smile on his face and said to a female accomplice next to him: "Did you see that human woman? I think we can make a small fortune from her.
fiscal!"
"Of course I saw it!" Mary Screw screamed, "But boss, there are many people staring at her. Look, the rust, steel plates and gears... Those goblins think the same as us! Oh my god, iron
That kid has already taken action!"
It turned out that there was already a goblin sneaking closer to the hidden human woman. When she happened to be curiously observing a flagpole in Hotsand Port, the goblin thief Iron Wheel struck.
However……
When the other goblin thieves wanted to remind the human woman aloud, the iron wheel that reached out seemed to hit an invisible wall of air in front of the human woman, and then there was a gentle "Peng" sound.
The poor goblin thief screamed and was blown out.
Mage!
The pupils of the other goblin thieves who had not yet taken action shrank, and many goblins turned away.
joke.
He is actually a mage.
Then it's best not to mess with her.
Sure enough, none of the humans who dared to come here were easy to mess with. They were either outlaws who committed crimes there and were wanted by the human kingdom; they were all kinds of skilled and bold professionals, among whom the largest number were curious ones.
Various mages with strong hearts.
There are too many goblin thieves in Steamwheedle Port who have suffered losses from mages. If possible, no goblin thieves want to provoke mages. After all, they are just thieves, to be precise, just thieves, not rogues, who are professional thieves.
…
"Is that a thief just now?"
The protective magic of the clothes on her body knocked the goblin away, and the goblin screamed and ran away. The female human mage did not pursue it, but was curious.
She had heard that goblin cities were often in chaos, and she had also heard that because they were far away from civilization, everything was very dangerous and even more chaotic.
But she didn't expect that she had just gotten off the boat.
That's what happened.
This is really a lesson for the young mage.
But she wasn't worried.
"I am the most talented female mage in Dalaran. Apart from the gentleman I am looking for, I may even be the most talented female mage in the history of Dalaran! A mere little goblin wants to steal from me!"
Think about it this way.
The unhappy young mage stared at the runaway goblin who was pissing and wishing his parents would give him two extra legs. He could cast a spell with just a raise of his hand.
Arcane Missile!
A blue-purple energy ball jumped out from her fingertips, as if it was tracking itself. No matter how the goblin thief used the familiar terrain to hide, it eventually hit him and blew him up, leaving him in the air.
Yelling, he fell to the ground and was seriously injured.
The surrounding Goblin guards at Steamwheedle Port turned a blind eye to this. As long as the goblins were not killed and the normal business order was not affected, they didn't bother to care about it as they had seen too many such things near the dock.
