Prince Tortheldrin looked curiously at a rusty weapon in Tonatiu's hand.
"I heard that you exchanged some rare gold pearls for an antique sword from Laidros. Is this what you have now?"
"Yes."
Tonatiu shook the inconspicuous antique sword, played a sword trick, and said: "That's it. As for why I want it to travel to the elf city, I can't return empty-handed, right? Bring an antique back.
It can also be regarded as an explanation for my desire to travel."
The Syndra leader didn't believe the Troll King's explanation.
But he couldn't see anything unusual about this antique sword. It looked like an ordinary elven-style sword, the kind that almost every officer in the Kaldorei army had one in ancient times.
If you really search for such antique swords in the many abandoned corners of Elrethalas, you can sort out at least a thousand of them.
At that time, tens of thousands of Kaldorei troops were stationed in Elre'Thalas. Before the Sundering, the army was transferred to Elshalin to resist the Burning Legion.
This legion left behind a lot of equipment, and after so many years, it has become rusty even in the elven cities.
"If you like it," Prince Tortheldrin said grandly, "I have some good weapons in my collection, you can pick one out."
Tonatiu's heart moved. It was a collection of a Kaldorei mage who had lived for more than ten thousand years, although it was a collection of an otaku mage who didn't go out much.
There should be some good stuff too.
He looked at the antique sword in his hand, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Forget it. It is our custom to buy souvenirs in tourist places. A commemorative souvenir is not enough."
enough."
Winning over and deceiving Syndra is a long-term project, and there is no need to waste such favors too early.
Moreover, a weapon that is too good is not very suitable for me.
There is a reason why I picked up this antique sword that looks a little rusty.
"Okay. Then, can we set off?" Torsedlin asked.
"Walk!"
Tonatiu turned over and jumped on Luru's back, put the antique sword away, and placed it with the Breakers of the Kingdoms.
The master of Elrethalas summoned his flying magic carpet and sat on it.
The Troll King and the Elf Prince, watched by some Syndra, flew south.
Riding on Lulu's back, Tonatiu's retinas flashed with system information:
[Side mission "The Untempered Ancient Blade"]
[Task description: Forge the unquenched ancient blade in a flame with a high enough temperature, such as dragon's breath, or elemental fury. Then use the heated ancient blade and drink the blood full of magic power to complete it.
The final casting ceremony, and get a refined ancient blade.】
[Task requirements: Temper the ancient blade and drink blood]
[Task Reward: Refined Ancient Blade]
It was this mission that made Tonatiu interested in an antique Kaldorei sword.
The style and mission of this weapon are very similar to Quel'Sera in the game.
Quel'Sera is a classic weapon in the game. Apart from legendary weapons, it is almost the best one-handed sword in MT.
From the classic to the later version, Blizzard Papa even made two imitations.
Tonatiu has no shortage of weapons.
No matter how good the weapon is, as long as it is an enchanted magic weapon, it will become an ordinary weapon in his hands.
That's why he was in no mood to pursue various artifacts, since he couldn't use them anyway.
The Breaker of Kingdoms was forged by the Dark Prophet Zul. Its material itself is extraordinary and very hard, but there is no trace of energy on it.
After Tonatiu held it for many years, it gradually became extraordinary.
Let alone Quel'Sera, even if you give him an Ashbringer, it won't be able to turn the undead into ashes.
However, Quel'Sera is also famous for its good weapons, and you can never have too much of a good thing.
Tonatiu felt that even if he couldn't hold it, he could give it to his subordinates, or simply keep it.
As the leader of a clan, how could there not be something good in the treasure house?
Anyway, it was easy to get. He only used two gold pearls that he carried with him as currency to exchange for this sword from the scholar Ryderros.
The golden pearl is a tribute to Fitz and Aisling.
The power of the little murloc's murloc kingdom has occupied the entire coastline of Tanaris, and is currently developing its power upwards and downwards.
After the Nagas joined, the kingdom became more powerful, and the Nagas also brought the technology and means of cultivating pearls.
It seems that all Nagas can cultivate pearls. According to Aislin, pearls of various qualities are the hard currency in the sea.
The murlocs and naga teamed up to build three pearl farms near Tanaris, and at the same time sent a large number of murlocs to search for pearls and good things in the sea.
Many of these were given to the Zutona trolls, adding a highly valuable commodity to the trade between trolls and goblins.
In addition to weapons, Tonatiu also carries some dried meat and pearls on his body. The dried meat is used as dry food, and the pearls can be used as currency when needed.
Put it in the Devilsaur leather bag that can isolate the magic power. As long as Tonatius does not break out the aura of materialism casually, the magic power in the pearl will not dissipate at will.
Among many pearls, golden pearls are one of the most valuable varieties.
It is said that in the human kingdom, a golden pearl can be exchanged for dozens of war horses or goods of equal value.
Not to mention priceless, its value is also very expensive.
Tonatiu only carries a dozen of them, and the fish and naga can only produce about fifty golden pearls a month, which can be considered a very precious thing in terms of production.
Carrying an antique sword that was suspected to be Quel'Sera's, Tonatiu took Tortheldrin and headed south.
They set out in the morning.
When night fell, from the top of the tree canopy of Un'Goro Crater, I saw the brightly lit Troll King's City in the forest in the distance.
"It looks very good." Prince Torsedrin, who almost fell asleep out of boredom after flying on the flying carpet for a day, commented as he looked at Zutona from a distance. "At least it looks lively."
"You will fall in love with it." Looking at his masterpiece, a city of his own, a kingdom of his own, Tonatiu's mood improved. "It is the best city in the entire Azeroth.
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Torsedlin declined to comment.
Because in the heart of the Elf Prince, the best city in Azeroth is Xin, the city of glory and light that he occasionally dreamed of when he dreamed back at midnight.
But nothing can go back.
There's no going back.
Sin-Assaline is gone.
The Kaldorei Empire is gone too.
As Nergigante and the Magic Carpet approached, and when they reached the sky above the city, a small team of pterodactyls in a welcoming formation gathered up in the darkness.
Of course, the patrolling Troll Sky Guards had recognized the identity of the Nergigante long ago in the dark due to the peculiar outline of the Nergigante.
"Your Majesty! The captain of the third team of the Zutona Sky Guard will lead his team members to pay you the highest respect!"
the guard captain shouted excitedly.
"You don't have to be polite when performing tasks. These are soldiers. The sky of the city is entrusted to you!" Tonatiu responded warmly.
"As you command!"
All members of the Sky Guard riding pterodactyls responded excitedly.
The Nergigante passed over the pterodactyls and continued to advance over the city.
The patrolling Sky Guards saw this and paid the highest courtesy to their Majesty.
Tonatiu smiled and responded one by one.
The night sky in Zutona became a little lively, and the trolls on the ground also saw traces of the Nergigante.
They all spontaneously stopped what they were doing and looked up at the huge black shadow in the night sky, their eyes showing reverence and enthusiasm, welcoming their Majesty's return.
This scene fell in the eyes of Syndra's leader, and the Elf Prince couldn't help but gasp in confusion.
"This guy has such great prestige in the eyes of his people..."
Just the first contact gave the Elf Prince a strange feeling. He felt that this city was full of vigorous vitality.