The king of the forest, the forest lord, the ancestor of nature, the heart of the earth...
These titles are all honorific titles of Cenarius.
The demigod does not have as many titles as his father, and may not be as powerful as his father.
But there is no doubt that he may be one of the most powerful wilderness gods currently active on Azeroth.
To put it bluntly, Cenarius is one of the saviors of Azeroth.
Without the resistance of the ancient Kalimdor resistance army led by him after the death of the White Hart God, Azeroth would have been invaded by the Burning Legion.
Although his death made Grom famous as a powerful warrior, it also brought his own power into question.
But Azeroth is originally such a world. To use a game terminology, it has high attack and low defense.
Demigods can be hacked to death by orc warriors; Sargeras, who destroyed the Pantheon, can be imprisoned by the Titan soul; ancient gods who cause heavy casualties to the Titan guardians can be killed by the mortal coalition; astral mages can be stabbed to death by their apprentices...
Anyway, the world view of Azeroth is like this: no matter how high the level of force is, as long as you are close, a demigod can be hacked to death with a knife.
Cenarius invited himself to Nordrassil as a guest, and Tonatius didn't think it was inappropriate. With the demigod's heart and personality, he could do such a thing.
In a sense, Cenarius and his son can actually be regarded as the embodiment of the will of nature in Azeroth.
The will of nature in Azeroth can actually be said to be part of Ai-chan's star soul.
If you count it this way.
They, father and son, can also be regarded as Ai Jiang's children. They should be regarded as the more powerful white blood cells in Ai Jiang's body. All the gods of the wilderness are Ai Jiang's white blood cells!
The Titan Guardians are antibiotics, the Titans are the medicine-feeding compatriots who give Ai Jiang an injection and an intravenous drip, so the Lord of the Void and the Ancient God are viruses.
And Sargeras...
Probably because he was afraid that his little sister would grow up and become bad and become a little girl who would endanger society. So he decided to kill his sickly and perverted brother when he was still a fetus.
In order to kill his sister, this brother also killed other brothers who were protecting his sister...
Thinking about it this way, Mr. Sa is really perverted.
Faced with Shandis's invitation, Tonatiu did not refuse.
He agreed simply.
During this period of the Kaldorei, it could be said that Cenarius had the final say.
Cenarius invited himself, so there must be no danger in his trip.
"I will go." He said to the high priest of Elune. "The time may not be determined. I have to arrange Zutona's affairs in advance."
"Of course." Shandris Feathermoon said with a smile. "His Majesty the Forest will never care. To Him, the long history of Kaldorei is only a short period of time. Maybe if you go there in a few years, He will also feel that
You went very quickly..."
Tonatiu smiled.
This is probably the concept and view of time by the long-lived species. The short-lived species on earth, which has not yet recovered, is faced with the concept of racing against time and cannot understand this feeling.
Just like on the earth, facing mayflies that can only live for one day, humans are truly immortal species. Mayflies also cannot understand human beings' concept of time.
In addition to this invitation, Shandris Feathermoon also discussed with him the issue of the Kaldorei base in Un'Goro Crater.
Led by the Cenarion Circle, the Kaldorei plan to establish a supply base northwest of Un'Goro Crater, near Feralas.
The address had been chosen, and the Kaldorei were sent to build it. Shandris Feathermoon also invited trolls to participate in the construction.
To this, Tonatiu happily agreed.
Un'Goro Crater is so large that it is more than enough to accommodate Zutona, and there is nothing wrong with adding a Kaldorei base.
In fact, the main reason is that he still needs to draw nourishment from the Kaldorei. As long as the Kaldorei does not question his religious policies, Tonatiu will not have much doubt in other aspects.
After Shandris Feathermoon finished talking about these two things, she left.
But before leaving, she said with a little worry: "Hisali hasn't appeared for a month. I don't know where she went."
After saying that, I saw that Tonatiu's expression turned bad and he looked worried.
She immediately felt relieved: "Your Excellency Naralex contacted her through nature. Hisali responded to her and said that she is fine now. She did not come back or show up. She was just delayed by some things."
Tonatiu's expression softened slightly.
Seeing this, Shandis Yuyue suddenly said: "Your Majesty, do you care about Hisari?"
"Uh..." Tonatiu.
Shandis didn't ask for his answer, and turned around with a smile, looking as heroic as when she came.
Looking at her slim figure and the good figure hidden under the cloak, Tonatius felt that Shandis actually had a very good character.
"I don't know if the scandal between her and Jarod is true..." He muttered softly.
But it doesn't matter that Shandis hadn't gone far yet. When she reached the door, she stopped, without turning around, but her voice became colder and she said, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about?"
"Forehead……"
It seemed that the gossip behind people's backs was overheard. Even Tonatius's shamelessness made him feel quite embarrassed.
"It's nothing." He refused to admit it.
"Your Majesty, respect yourself." After a pause, Shandis Yuyue left these words and left.
Tonatiu scratched his head. He just had a fit of gossip. After all, the scandal between Shandris and Jarod, that is, Maiev's brother, was spread in an orderly manner.
Blizzard didn't explicitly admit it, but it never denied it.
Shandris Feathermoon is beautiful and has a great personality, not to mention her strength.
But these are their Kaldorei family matters and have nothing to do with them.
The flames of gossip flared up a bit, and Tonatiu saw Zangar walking in after Shandis Yuyue left.
"Your Majesty." The old troll said respectfully. "Zutiu has sent news."
"Hmm, what's up?"
The free trade city has been under construction. The goblins of Hotsand Company are very enthusiastic about it, and the trolls are also very cooperative.
Basically, the infrastructure and the prototype of a city have already appeared. What is missing now are residents and the most important thing for a trading city, merchants.
"It's not the goblins of Zutiu," Zangal said. "It's the Zandalari trolls. The Zandalari troll noble named Voyamba, he sent a letter."
Voyamba, the best disciple of Zul, the dark prophet of Zandalari, was sent to the seaside of Tanaris by Zul to help Zultona train the desert troll navy.
"Woyamba? What happened to him? What letter?"
Zangar looked at him and said, "I think... you can see for yourself."
He handed Tonatiu a simple leather letter, which read in Zandalar script:
[Your Majesty personally expresses his sincere greetings, Zur sincerely presents you]
