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Chapter 709 [The Godly Wings of Death]

A guy who may be the biggest terrorist in Azeroth said in front of Tonatiu that he came for peace.

The Troll King almost burst out laughing.

"Peace? Whose peace? Your peace? Or the trolls' peace? Or the world's peace?"

Tonatiu, who was perched high on the throne of the temple, looked directly at the wings of death with a pair of gold and silver eyes.

In fact, for the current Tonatiu, he is no longer as afraid of Deathwing as before. When he faced Deathwing for the first time, Tonatiu's only reliance was the system's use of the power of faith to strengthen his ultimate move.

But now, Tonatiu is stronger than before. And his power is also stronger than before.

Apart from anything else, at least now if he needs it, he can almost order more than half of the troll Loa to come to his side and fight against Deathwing together.

A single loa may not be useful, but if all the loa of Zandalari and at least half of the Gurubashi troll loa are used together, plus Tonatiu himself, it will still be worthy of the current Deathwing.

Deathwing is not crazy yet, he is not the nearly invincible Deathwing during the Cataclysm!

It is precisely because of the improvement in his own strength that the Troll King has become more courageous to stand on an equal footing with Deathwing.

In the past, in order not to anger Deathwing, his tone of voice would not be so direct.

"The world has become different." Deathwing's voice was very soft, as if coming from under the earth.

"Even those rotten guys felt it. Something broke through the barrier and came to our world..."

"It roars beneath the depths. It is restless. Its tentacles tremble."

"Deepthroat, which is full of sharp teeth, can't help but open its huge mouth and show its teeth!"

"In the southernmost part of our world! Under that barren desert! It also looked at the sky for the first time."

"The earth itself is also restless. Some guys who shouldn't be there come to it! And troll, you just happened to face these guys who shouldn't be in our world!"

Deathwing looked at Tonatiu with a pair of terrifying red eyes, and said categorically: "You are the one who brought all this. You should not have appeared. But you appeared, and the gaps also appeared. They

Here too."

Tonatiu frowned deeply.

He somewhat understood the meaning of some of Deathwing's words. These godly words spoken by Deathwing made Tonatius realize something.

The two mutated guys in the battle with New Hakkari were not the style of Azeroth at all. He had doubts at that time, and now Deathwing, the biggest terrorist in Azeroth, ran in front of him

Say these words.

Is there really something that shouldn't appear in Azeroth?

"Are they the ancient gods that you mentioned were corrupt? Did they ask you to come?" Tonatiu couldn't help but ask.

"It seems you really know something." Deathwing asked without answering.

Tonatiu shrugged and said nothing.

"I am no longer interested in the Demon Soul." Deathwing said suddenly. "It is under the sea of ​​Stranglethorn Vale. You can take it out. But I have a request. You must tell me everything you know. About

Something from outside the territory!”

Tonatiu was silent for a moment.

He didn't believe that Deathwing was not interested in the Demon Soul. You must know that that thing was also a great threat to Deathwing itself, and it was a super killer weapon against the Aspect Dragon Clan.

If you say you're not interested, then you're not interested?

Do you think I believe it?

The Troll King was about to say something, but Neltharion's figure gradually faded, and he felt that the black dragon was leaving.

"They are roaring! They are roaring. Troll, you won't be able to rest at ease for long."

Leaving behind such a blasphemous word without beginning or end, Deathwing completely disappeared from the temple.

Tonatiu didn't move, just frowned, and said for a long time, "It's none of my business."

He said.





The turbulent Stranglethorn Valley gradually calmed down as Zur'an and the troll coalition entered Zul'Gurub, and Tonatiu ascended the throne of the temple.

The hunt for the New Hakkari tribe continues, and the original tense atmosphere in Zul'Gurub is gradually cooling down.

It's drizzling.

Tonatiu walked on the Zul'Gurub trail in the rain, Jindu and the Loa priests, as well as many chiefs of the troll tribes, followed him in the rain.

He did not let the trolls of Zutona follow him, nor did he let the trolls of Zul'an follow him.

Because Tonatiu was inspecting the public sentiment in most of Zul'Gurub, there was no need to show off force.

In a humid city.

The cheerful little raindrops falling from the sky did not dare to fall on the shoulders of their king, and carefully avoided him falling on the earth.

This caused the jungle trolls behind him to see Tonatiu as if he had been covered with a magical cover to protect him from the rain, making him look unusually clean in the wet Zul'Gurābri.

However, there is no trace of super-defense energy in his body. It is not divine power, nor magic, nor voodoo power.

It's funny...YuDiao is in awe of him and doesn't dare to touch him.

The trolls were even more in awe.

This conqueror from the west was more powerful than ever before! Even the great Loa surrendered to him, and the Gurubashi's surrender was really nothing.

Jindu lowered his eyebrows and looked at the tall and strong back of the God King. He felt that he was looking at a high mountain, a mountain that could never be crossed.

Even Haka's projection didn't give him this feeling. When the young magician was deeply afraid, he felt confused in his heart.

Am I taking the right path?

Tonatiu didn't know the inner drama of the jungle trolls behind him. He was carefully experiencing the difference between Zul'Gurub and other places.

Stranglethorn Vale is too humid.

It is even more humid than Un'Goro Crater. Zutona in Un'Goro Crater will dry out quickly even if it rains because of the Eternal Statue.

Although Zuldazar is also located in the middle of the rainforest, because the city's terrain is high, there is less rain above the middle level and it is easy to dry out. Only the areas in the middle and lower levels close to the rainforest will appear relatively humid.

But it won't be like here in Zul'Gurub, where everything is wet and looks like it was just fished out of the water.

As the only city in Azeroth's largest rainforest, there is never a dry day.

When playing games, Tonatiu often came to Zul'Gurub to play - of course, at that time he came for his mount.

In reality, this was his first time walking in this city.

Compared with the well-organized Zutona and Zuldazar, Zul'Gurub gave him the feeling of chaos!

There is a mess everywhere! There are various sheds everywhere! Unlike the Zutona trolls and Zandalari trolls who basically live in stone buildings, more than 80% of the Gurubash trolls live in Zul'Gurub

There are random buildings everywhere in the city.

A few pieces of wood can be erected and covered with lots of leaves to create a home!

Not to mention comfortable to live in, this kind of house couldn't even provide complete protection from wind and rain! Tonatiu saw the jungle trolls hiding in the shed, looking at him in awe, almost all of them were wet.

The God King felt that even the accommodation conditions of the primitive people on the earth were much better than those of the Gurubashi!

This is still a city, this is Zul'Gurub! If it were outside the city, in the forest, there wouldn't even be a shed like this.

Realizing this, Tonatiu felt that there was still a long way to go, and building a new troll world was even more difficult.

"Demolish!" The God King suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the mess on both sides, where various illegal and arbitrary constructions were being carried out freely.

"Everyone has been demolished! From now on, no trolls can build their own houses without permission! I will send the goblin construction team to Zul'Gurub immediately, and you must cooperate with the goblins to transform Zul'Gurub according to local conditions!"

"Every eldest son in the world should live in a comfortable house! At least it won't leak like it does now!"

"Zul'Gurub must reform! The trolls are not the trolls of the past, and the jungle trolls cannot be the trolls of the past!"

With just a few words, the God-King turned Zul'Gurub upside down.

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