The sunset is like blood, shining on the extremely calm surface of the Endless Sea, dyeing the golden fleet into a red gold fleet.
According to Voyamba, the eldest disciple of the old seafaring troll Zul Prophet and the leader of Zul Empire’s East China Sea Fleet, this phenomenon on the sea is: “The sun is red, Zandalar has a…”
Well, that's not the original saying. The original saying is "The waves are calm and the sunset is red, but there will be heavy rain and strong wind tomorrow."
This situation this evening means that there will be violent storms in the nearby sea tomorrow.
What the seafaring trolls dislike the most is this kind of climate. Woyamba, who is the main troll responsible for sea navigation during this expedition, is already looking for islands where the large fleet can temporarily anchor.
However, these have nothing to do with Tonatiu for the time being, and he is not good at this. He also believes that this storm should be just a natural phenomenon. He is here to serve Ai-chan, and he will never embarrass himself over this small matter.
He was now lying on the boat like a troll, feeling like his body was being drained dry for the first time...
What naga queen.
What a light of lights.
What is the most beautiful woman in Azeroth?
He is obviously the number one juicer in Azeroth, Jihao!!!!!
Tonatiu, who prides himself on having invincible physical fitness and being able to play Death Drop from the Sky at will, which requires extremely strong physical strength, felt like meeting an opponent in this aspect for the first time.
From the darkest moment before dawn, until the sun began to set, Vashj finally took the initiative to end the barrier she released.
Ji Cai, the number one juicer in Azeroth, was supported by her chief maid with satisfaction, stepped into the space door opened by the chief maid, and disappeared on the deck.
Tonatiu supported his waist, which felt a little sore for the first time, and asked Kezilla to put on new clothes and return to the bedroom step by step.
A heart-pounding battle.
An unprecedented release.
An evenly matched "opponent".
This is Tonatiu's evaluation of this encounter and Queen Azshara after this encounter.
The first contact with Azshara not only allowed Tonatiu to know what the most beautiful woman in Azeroth tasted like, but it also made him realize his only shortcoming.
It's not that you can't cast ordinary spells.
This shortcoming was something he came up with on his own after he felt that things were a bit strange and Vashj's hints.
In fact, he had known about this shortcoming for a long time, but he never paid much attention to it.
This shortcoming is...even if he has magical powers such as the materialist aura and is immune to all elements, energy, and spiritual attacks, he is not immune to the elements and substances of nature.
For example, he can ignore the fire spells released by wizards or other spellcasters, but ordinary material fire ignited with ordinary wood can still cause damage to him.
Similarly, he was not immune to the venom of the Venom-Ignorant Skin Raider. This also meant that he was not immune to the venom that was naturally formed without a trace of excess energy mixed into it.
In other words, as long as there is no mysterious power or extra will mixed with non-energy elemental attacks, it can still hurt him.
In fact, he has always known this shortcoming of his.
Just because he is a warrior and has a very strong physique. Even if he is really poisoned, he can still survive through his physical strength, so he has never paid much attention to it.
This time Vashj and Azshara caught on to this and made him lose control.
In fact, there was no evidence for this, and Vashj and Azshara did not admit it. It was just a possibility that he came up with while lying in bed afterwards——
Vashj may have given him something to eat last night, or she did it without his knowledge. That thing must have no energy, no external will, no mysterious elements, and must be natural to Azeroth.
generated substances.
Its function is to make one's blood boil, or one's self-control decreases, so that when Azshara reveals her true face, she loses some aspects of control because of her stunning beauty.
finally……
Ultimately these are just his own guesses.
This guess made him realize that even if he has the aura of a materialist, he still cannot eat randomly.
It also allowed him to see the juice-squeezing ability of Azeroth's most beautiful woman Ji... no, the most beautiful woman in Azeroth last night until evening.
Tonatiu wanted to rest more in bed, but someone, no, it should be a dragon, refused to let him rest.
Toot! Toot! Toot!
There was a knock on the door of the room.
It is unlikely to be Kezilla or the trolls, because the God-King has ordered that unless there is something particularly urgent, ignore him until he comes out.
So unless there's something urgent, it won't be trolls knocking on the door.
"who?"
Tonatiu, whose waist was sore, shouted loudly.
Sure enough, he's not a troll.
"It's me, Nysandra, Your Majesty!" It was the voice of the green dragon Nysandra, the daughter of Ysera.
"And me." There was also the voice of the red dragon mage Krasus.
Tonatiu lay down from the bed, and he was a little surprised: Aren't these two dragons supposed to stay in Nazmir, the new dragon camp near Uldir? Why did they end up on my ship?
The dragon camp in Nazmir is temporarily named Uldir Outpost. The green dragon Nyssandra and the red dragon Krasus are the dragons in charge.
Logically speaking, two giant dragons with such important responsibilities should not leave if nothing happens.
The God King had no choice but to open the door and saw Nyssandra and Crassus outside the door.
Looking at the darkened sky behind the dragons, Tonatiu said hello casually: "Good night, Ms. Nyssandra and Master Crassus."
The red dragon liked others to call him by his mortal name and liked his identity as a mage, so after becoming a more familiar friend, Tonatius always called him by this title instead of his real name.
Green Dragon girls are not so particular.
"Good night, Your Majesty." Crassus responded with a smile.
Nishandra looked into the room through the gap in Tonatiu's body, and then said softly: "Good evening, Your Majesty."
"Is something wrong? And you should stay in Nazmir now, right? The construction of the camp should not be completed yet." Tonatiu said.
"It is true that the camp has not been built yet. But we are no longer staying there. His Majesty Ysera and His Majesty Alexstrasza feel that since we are familiar with you, we are more suitable to act as diplomats for the dragon to contact you." Crassus
Si smiled and answered Tonatiu's doubts.
"As for Odir's camp, His Majesty sent better dragons to manage it."
"Okay." Tonatiu said.
"But you don't have to come to me so late, right? As a diplomat, it's okay to come to me tomorrow. And you should go to Zul of Zuldazar. He will usually handle such troublesome matters."
"We have something else to do," Nyssandra said.
"This matter must be handled by you." Crassus continued.
