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Chapter 328 [End]

A stalemate in combat.

In the end, for some indescribable reasons, the troll and the serpentine naga both chose to compromise and let go of each other.

Tonatiu wiped the blood on his shoulder that was beginning to heal, touched the left side of his face that was a little swollen from the first blow, and looked at Vaschi with a strange look.

The latter didn't even look at him. Vashj lowered her head and was in extremely miserable condition. After being let go, a radiance of arcane magic flashed across her body and she teleported away.

"call……"

He was left panting heavily, trying to cover his lower body, and Tonatiu felt a bit of pain all over his body from being wrapped around her.

Shandris and Zal'jila, who were watching the battle, saw Vashj teleporting away. The former felt inexplicably sad, and the latter began to have fear in his eyes and quietly began to retreat.

"Your Majesty? How do you feel?" Shandis quickly stepped forward and came to Tonatiu and asked him with concern.

At the same time, the huge Nergigante flew over, landed in front of him, and roared at the Nagas, who already numbered in the thousands.

"Roar~"

Before Tonatiu could answer Shandis's question, the Nagas were roared by Lulu, and Zaljira immediately chose to teleport away, and then the Nagas rushed to evacuate.

Just kidding, the viper lady at the forefront of the Eternal Palace was beaten away.

A fierce woman like Shandris, not a single Naga on the Horror Island doesn't know her, and that ferocious troll.

Without coercion from the top and no benefits to be gained, if the Nagas on the Terror Island still dare to step forward and fight, they will be the fools of Azeroth.

Vashj came to the Horror Island once, and the Nagas on the Horror Island suffered more than thousands of casualties. They couldn't be said to be seriously injured, but they would never be able to fight against the elves of Feather Moon Fortress again.

The escaping Zaljira was even ready to give up the Terror Island temporarily and hide under the sea where the elves were helpless, waiting for the storm to pass.

For so many years, the Dread Nagas have been able to fight against Feathermoon Fortress from the front even when their forces are weak, because the night elves cannot go into the sea to hunt them down.

The Nagas receded like the tide, and for some indescribable reason, Tonatiu did not think of continuing to chase them.

Ordinary Nagas are the same as ordinary Trolls and cannot be killed cleanly.

He said to Shandis: "The situation is okay, but I'm a little embarrassed. I didn't expect Naga's entanglement to be so terrifying. I almost couldn't struggle away."

"Hmm." Shandris nodded. "There are some powerful Naga warriors, and it is difficult for the Kaldorei to fight against them. Sometimes they even need to use their natural allies."

"Let's go." Tonatiu said tentatively.

"Of course. It is difficult to kill these Nagas. I think they will hide in the sea immediately, just like before." Shandis said with certainty after fighting Nagas countless times.

"Let's go back!"

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Feathermoon Fortress.

After the sentries happily welcomed the arrival of the hippogryph herd, they once again welcomed the return of their general with joy.

This time the inexplicable Naga attack came to an end.

In this battle, more than a hundred elves were injured among the sentinels of Feather Moon Fortress, and there were also several seriously injured people who were accidentally hit by magic several times.

After repelling three Naga attacks, they receded like a tide, leaving behind a dozen corpses.

"You're back." Sera, who was tired and bruised, walked out happily with the support of her sisters.

Shandris, who had just gotten off the Nergigante, saw her like this and walked over quickly, holding her hand: "My sister, it is my greatest joy that you are safe and sound!"

"You saved me." Sera said gratefully, while looking at Tonatius who was still riding on the Nergigante and receiving the curious eyes of other sentries around him. "And you, Your Majesty. Thank you, and

With you, the big black guy, I feel

Thank you!"

The other two sentries who were also helped out also thanked them.

Tonatiu, who looked a little embarrassed and even had sand on some parts of his body, nodded in a gentlemanly manner.

"Roar~"

Lulu roared proudly.

"Thank you." Shandis said softly to Tonatiu.

Tonatiu also nodded to her without saying a word. The sight of him riding on the Nergigante aroused the curiosity of hundreds of sentries around him.

Some sentinels were already talking quietly. They were speaking the Kaldorei language, in which Tonatiu only knew some simple words and sentences.

Tonatiu didn't quite understand.

When the Kaldorei communicated with him, they often spoke Trollese.

"A weird and huge black dragon, a troll king who doesn't look like a troll or an elf. This should be the legendary leader of the civilized trolls in the south?"

"He seems to call Tona for me?"

"No, it's Tonatiu. I know a little troll language, and his name means sun and moon in troll language!"

"He is so tall! Even the strong Lord Staghelm is a head shorter than him!"

"Have you noticed that the tone of speech between His Majesty the General and him is very different..."

"..."

Tonatiu couldn't understand.

Shandris understands.

She chose to ignore it, because sisters are like this. It seems that gossip is a topic that all the females in the group of intelligent creatures in countless planes and heavens like.

After thanking the most important hero, she ignored her sisters' curiosity and gossip and walked towards a giant hippogryph standing next to her, which was only slightly smaller than Nergigante.

"Thank you." Shandris thanked the huge hippogryph, with thousands of hippogryphs standing behind it.

"Qiu! Qiu!" it cried loudly.

Tonatiu had no idea what it meant, but Shandris seemed to understand it.

"I am very sorry for the casualties of your people. The Kaldorei will not let their allies bleed for no reason, and the ancient covenant will be enforced." Shandris's voice became firm, and she said to the huge hippogryph.

"The Chaos-Feathered Hippogryphs can freely choose to live in Feralas. If you want, you can also live on Feather Moon Island. As long as Feather Moon Fortress exists, we will protect the safety of the Chaos-Feathered Hippogryphs group!"

"Qiu!"

The giant hippogryph leader screamed loudly, and this time even Tonatiu could hear the satisfaction in its scream.

He looked at the thousands of hippogryphs behind him, as well as the thousands of hippogryphs he had seen in their nests a few days ago, as well as many, many eggs and nests.

Tonatiu suddenly felt envious of the Kaldorei. They were deeply loved and trusted by nature, and their efficiency and speed in conquering pets and mounts were the best in Azeroth.

He suddenly wanted to lure this large hippogryph group to Un'Goro Crater.

Although pterodactyls are larger than hippogryphs with thick feathers, hippogryphs are obviously much better at adapting to terrain and climate than flying dinosaurs without feathers.

Such as Northrend.

It is difficult to imagine that pterodactyls could fly for a long time in the icy and snowy north, unless magical means of enchantment were used.

Although the equally hairless Yuanlong can live very well there, Yuanlong is originally a flesh-and-blood product of elemental creatures. It is a higher level creature than pterodactyls, and some of them are born with the ability to manipulate magic and elements.

Compared to pterodactyls.

There should be no problem with these hippogryphs.

He held his chin and began to think about how to fool these wild-feathered hippogryphs.


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