From the moment Vashj called upon Queen Azshara's power, he was actually hiding on the edge of the battlefield, secretly observing the battle.
He has been racking his brains to plan the situation that followed, hoping to bring benefits to himself, Syndra, and Ere'Thalas.
After watching a battle, Syndra's prince marveled at Vashj's control of lightning and ice power; he was also frightened by the Moon God's love for Shandris. He had also been beaten by Shandris' moonlight rail cannon.
As for that troll.
"Very bloody and brutal. Very powerful in combat. He is a good warrior." This was his evaluation.
Prince Tortheldrin thinks this evaluation is already very high. Except for the elves, he has never had such a high evaluation of any other race.
When Tonatiu led Shandis in a strategic retreat and left the battlefield, he took advantage of the convenience of being at a high place and followed Tonatiu and Shandis all the way.
Shandis was in a coma, and Tonatius was focused on a strategic retreat, and as a standard warrior, he had no means to detect that a senior mage was following and observing behind him.
In addition, His Highness the Prince has lived in the forest for a long time and knows how to use magic to track enemies in the forest.
Therefore, Naga, who was inconvenient on land, did not follow. Instead, His Royal Highness Prince Syndra of Elrethalas followed the trolls and elves from a distance.
It wasn't until Tonatiu stopped to check on Shandris' condition that Torcedrin decided to show up.
To be on the safe side, he had already secretly cast several advanced spells when he appeared.
One of the spells secretly restricts the weapon stuck in the tree by the troll, so that the troll cannot touch his weapon.
Although I really despised him in my heart, the image of the trolls being invincible among those powerful Naga warriors and covered in blood was indeed a bit scary to the elves.
It's better to make more preparations.
"Monster, let go of that elf." Prince Torsedlin appeared dozens of meters away, in order to prevent the troll from not understanding what he was saying.
His Royal Highness the Prince also thoughtfully used the standard troll language. As an archmage, he is still an archmage who has lived for more than 10,000 years, and he is also a super otaku mage who lives motionless in Feralas and Elrethalas.
His Royal Highness has a wide range of interests, and he is also very proficient in languages. Troll language is nothing, he can even speak the language of apes and snow monsters!
After the master of Elrethalas spoke righteously and solemnly, he also checked his clothes very carefully. After finding that there was no problem, he once again said to the troll holding the unconscious elf:
"Put her down. I kindly allow you to leave. Otherwise, I am not one of those Nagas..."
"Who are you? Oh...recognized it." Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the troll had already used a tone as if he was watching a joke, and said with a smile: "Torcedrin? Playing with the devil, but in the end he was killed.
The guy who has played with the devil?! I didn’t expect to meet you here. That’s right, this is Feralas.”
Prince Tortheldrin was stunned.
How does this troll know himself?
Am I that famous?
Even a troll monster knows me?
Did Shandris say that?
No, she is still in a coma.
Could it be that she was pretending to be fainted, trying to trick me into coming out, or trying to attack me?
The otaku mage who had a lot of brainstorming raised his already high level of vigilance even higher.
"How do you know my name? And..." Prince Tortheldrin just said, his voice suddenly faltered.
He suddenly realized the key point of what the troll just said.
Play with the devil, and end up being played by the devil!
His tone suddenly became harsh, "How did you know that Elre'Thalas used demons as an energy source?! Who told you?! Which Syndra betrayed me and Elre'Thalas!!"
Elre'Thalas and Syndra are a very secretive and nerdy organization. No one outside except them knows that they are sucking the energy of demons.
After all, demons are the enemies of the planet. To put it bluntly, Elrethalas's approach can easily attract criticism.
If nothing else, if the Kaldorei knew they were doing this.
Worried that Nordrassil, who was in charge thousands of years ago, may repeat the same thing, he may attack Elre'Thalas.
After the question was uttered, Prince Tortheldrin felt the seriousness of the matter even more. He wanted to take action directly to kill this troll who knew that Elrethalas was absorbing demonic energy.
Unexpectedly, the troll who disgusted him said: "Ah? Are you sucking demons? I don't know. But I know now, you are sucking demons. As for why I know, it's what you just said."
Huddled in Erethalas, Prince Torsedrin, who had never communicated with the outside world except for the Syndra mages who were also super otakus, was stunned for a moment.
"I didn't tell you. How could I tell you that we were sucking the devil's energy? No, I never said that! Why did you say that I played with the devil and was played by the devil in the end?!" The otaku mage was not good at words.
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The troll said to him: "I'm just talking nonsense. As for why I knew your name, well... I guessed it too. I guessed that your name was Tortheldrin, and then I called it out. And you just agreed,
It seems that my guess was correct."
"How is it possible? There are so many names in the world? The probability of guessing my name is so small! Even though I am a Kaldorei, I am also a Kaldorei male, so I am somewhat directional. If you are familiar with the naming rules of the Kaldorei ethnic group,
The probability will increase dozens of times, but it will never exceed the accurate probability of 1/10,000. The number of common male names in Kaldorei exceeds 5,000, which does not exclude some rare names. Using Mudley's algorithm..." Torsed
Lin frowned, thinking about the probability of a troll accurately guessing the name of a Kaldorei male in the forest.
"That's wrong! Whether you use Mudley's algorithm or Farnese's algorithm, the probability of you guessing my name is very low, unimaginably low. Troll, you are making excuses. Say it right away. How did you know that?
My name? Who else told you the biggest secret of Elrethalas!" Prince Tortheldrin said sternly. "Sindali, who betrayed me?!!"
Prince Tortheldrin was filled with anger. He looked at the smiling troll and felt that the monster was laughing at him.
When I thought about how I had actually used the theory of mages and arcana to think seriously and calculate the probability because of this monster's sophistry.
A huge sense of humiliation surged into his heart, and the otaku archmage became extremely angry.
However, what made him even more angry was that the troll actually gave him his hand and said with a smile:
"I really guessed it. I didn't expect that I got it right. It turns out that your name is really Tortheldrin. You live in a city called Ere'Thalas, and you manage a group of Sindra mages. You are sucking the devil's blood.
Energy. Ha, I'm so lucky! I guessed all these things right!"
Prince Tortheldrin only felt a surge of blood. He swore that he had never, never, and no one dared to play with him like this.
Peng!
A layer of blue arcane fire rippled from his body. The otaku archmage was so angry that his spirit affected reality, and arcane energy spread all around.
"Troll! Die!"
His Royal Highness the Prince roared angrily, majestic arcane energy surged out of his body, and the huge arcane energy impacted the troll.
