She knew she was safe, at least for the time being.
This troll is weird.
She looked at the tall troll who was staring at her curiously.
He has no fangs.
If it weren't for the iconic face, ears and hair, Modera would even think she had met a Kaldorei. According to records in the Dalaran archives, across the distant continent, close to nature, living in an extremely huge giant.
Elf in the tree.
And he didn't look ferocious at all, not as ferocious as the savage and primitive trolls she had encountered in Azeroth. Even to Modera's point of view, this troll's face revealed an aura.
, he seems very civilized.
He is too tall.
Even if he squats down in front of him, he feels that he is not much shorter than when he stands up.
"Thank you, thank you."
The two sides have been talking for a while.
Although Modera felt very uncomfortable, she still thanked her softly in troll language, which she was not very proficient in.
She is now very grateful that she learned the troll language in order to parse a troll relic.
Otherwise we will be in trouble today.
"You're welcome."
Tonatiu shrugged.
"It's a pity that your current physical condition is very bad. I can't help you with anything. If I can, you can tell me your request."
It would be beneficial to make friends with an archmage who could become a big figure in the future like a Kirin Tor councilor, and who was not an evil person.
The human race, to put it bluntly, is the race of the Destiny Children of Azeroth. In the "original plot", humans will hold up half of the sky of Azeroth in forty or fifty years.
"I……"
Modera hesitated.
In the end, she did not say anything about her request for the other party to send her back to the Kirin Tor and Dalaran.
First, it was because it was very difficult. She knew where she was now. Returning to Dalaran from here was too far and too difficult.
Secondly, she is now a little embarrassed to return to Dalaran. Tirisfal asked her to bring back the former guardian, but she was so obsessed that she stabbed Aegwynn...
Although she knew that something was wrong with her at that time, she still stabbed her. If Ms. Guardian wanted revenge, she had nothing to say.
Just when she was in trouble.
Her gaze on Tonatiu tightened, her pupils shrank, and she showed a nervous and fearful expression, "Wait a minute! How can you bring it with you and put it down! It is very dangerous!"
She was talking about Xal'atath.
"A very good human being. I didn't expect that she would wake up from my influence so quickly, but she is too young. If you need it, put me on her hand, and she will be under my control again!"
Miss Gushen whispered.
Tonatiu ignored her.
He said to Modera: "What do you mean? She is just an ordinary dagger, you see..."
Tonatiu took out Xal'atath and waved it in the air. In Modera's hand, the dagger was extremely evil and filled with indescribable horror. In his hand, it was as ordinary as an obsidian stone tool.
Modera was stunned.
She was a little confused.
Why is the dagger different?
She already knew the culprit and the real reason that made her become like that and ended up in this situation.
It's this dagger.
Modera recalled what happened in the past few days, feeling regretful and grateful to have survived the disaster.
She chased Aegwynn into Firefeather Mountain, and the two of them had a confrontation. Modera, who couldn't defeat her, was a little depressed at first, and planned to go back to Dalaran directly, but the dagger suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, exuding an atmosphere that made her
A breath of curiosity.
She held it.
She heard a whisper, and the whisper told her that it was an arcane entity from the void, trapped in the dagger. If she released it, it was willing to recognize her as its master and provide her with arcane power.
.
This sounds very similar to the story of Alunes. The guardian's artifact also came from this way. Alunes is actually the name of an arcane alien.
Although Modera did not immediately believe it, she knew that if she could get such help, her progress on the arcane path would be accelerated by more than a hundred times.
She approached it with skepticism.
The Archmage has her own self-confidence. She believes that even if there are problems, she, a young genius, can solve them.
However.
The power and bewitching power of the ancient gods can fool even a big boss like Netharion. A little human girl with a weak spirit, how can she compare with the former guardian of the earth? Soon, she was killed
Ratas was seduced and confused.
Then Aegwynn appeared.
She had been staring at Modera, but the guardian didn't know that the dagger actually contained the remaining will and power of an ancient god.
Aegwynn only felt that this weapon was unknown and did not want the descendants of Dalaran to touch it.
Aegwynn took the dagger.
The result was subsequent conflicts.
Due to Modera's serious injury and the backlash of her magic, as well as the close contact with Tonatiu when she was carrying him to escape, and being affected by his unreasonable power, Xal'atas also focused on Tonatiu.
On Natio.
She was free from Xal'atath's influence.
But she knows.
This dagger is not a good thing.
It's just that in my current situation, it's impossible to force anything. Modera gritted her teeth and said:
"I'm a little scared of it. I hope you can keep it away from me."
Afraid of the Ancient Gods?
nonsense.
Which normal person is not afraid?
Tonatiu nodded and took Xalatas back into a Devilsaur leather box on his waist.
He used to use this leather box to store some small things, such as Aztec coins and so on. Now it is just right for Xal'atath, and as long as Xal'atath stays close to him, she will
You can be affected, but you can't become a monster.
"Now it's gone."
"You can have a good rest. My witch doctor will help you slowly heal the external injuries on your body. But there is nothing we can do about the internal injuries in your body."
"That's enough. Thank you. My name is Modera Lord. I come from Dalaran."
"Would you like to introduce yourself? Hello, my name is Tonatiu, from Zutona. Well, as you can see, I am a troll."
"You look very different. And aren't you curious about where Dalaran is? You haven't heard of it, right?"
"hehe……"
Tonatiu smiled.
His tall body stood up, smiled at Modera and said: "I'm not interested in these, but I am interested in your spells and arcana. But now that you are like this, it is useless to say this."
"You have a good rest. I will ask the troll to bring you food, but I'm sorry, there is no bread for you. There is only meat and a kind of mushroom. Although I think it tastes very good, I don't know your human appetite..."
"Thanks."
Before he finished speaking, Modera thanked him immediately.
Tonatiu nodded and walked out.
Just when walking out.
Miss Gu Shen, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly spoke in a strange voice: "Troll, you are not attracted to this little human girl, are you?!"
