The pale white mist that resembles miasma and mist still shrouds the forest. It will not slowly dissipate until the sun reaches the middle of the primeval forest.
On land next to the swamp.
Several tents were connected together, with a troll in the middle guarding a bonfire, occasionally looking warily around, especially in the direction of the swamp.
That was the territory of the Venom-skinned Rapaosaurus. This cunning and ferocious dinosaur, good at ambush and covered in poison, was one of the trolls' least favorite enemies.
suddenly.
The door chain of a tent surrounded in the middle was opened, and a white arm that was too slender for a troll stretched out, and then its owner, a young and beautiful human girl, emerged from the tent.
After releasing the magic to protect herself from the poisonous gas, Modera walked out of the tent and smiled friendly at the trolls who were keeping vigil.
The troll nodded respectfully towards His Majesty's friend and asked softly: "Do you want to eat something? I have Devilsaur meat and mushrooms here. You can eat them after roasting them. There are also some fruits..."
"Yes. Please give me some fruit, thank you, Kezilla." Modera smiled at the divine warrior.
"OK."
Kezilla presented a large bag of fruits, some of which were brought from Zutona, and some of which were picked by the voodoo shooters on their way yesterday.
They are placed in a leather bag made of the Devilsaur. Relying on the magic power of the Devilsaur skin and the enchanted magic, they can easily stay fresh for more than a month.
Modera picked a fruit that she liked to eat. It looked like an apple from the human kingdom, but it was bigger. One fruit was as big as Modera's little face.
It is very sweet, tastes without impurities, is crispy and delicious when bitten, and soft, glutinous and sweet when swallowed.
During the more than a month of living in Zutona, Modera's favorite fruit was this kind of fruit, which is said to be the favorite fruit of the bisaurus in the tropical rain forest.
In Zutona, this fruit is called the double-sailed dragon fruit.
The name was given by Tonatiu. Because the two-sail dragons like to eat this kind of fruit, the chief gave them such a name. There are a lot of fruits in the virgin forest that are not available outside. If each kind has a good-sounding name.
Name, I'm sorry that the Chieftain doesn't have this kind of time in Quel'Thalas.
Only the elves of Quel'Thalas who have too much time to waste would waste their time on such things.
Modera doesn't like this name, she thinks it's too earthy! Tonatiu is so simple and crude, she thinks they can be called golden sand fruits, because the flesh inside them is a bit like gold, and they taste rustling!
Using magic to summon clean water, Modera finished washing and sat next to the bonfire. In the cool and cold morning of the primitive tropical rainforest, she warmed the bonfire and enjoyed the sweet and delicious golden sand fruit.
She only ate 1/4 and was a little full. At this time, Tonatiu came out of his tent, holding Atiesh in his hand.
Seeing Modera waving hello to him, he smiled and handed over the drumstick, "It's yours now."
Modera was obviously taken aback.
This is Atiesh, the Staff of the Guardian! One of the most famous weapons of the Guardian, a staff with powerful power. It is one of the legendary weapons that mages most hope to obtain. It is an artifact in the hearts of mages!
"This...can't do it! It belongs to the Guardian!" Modera said hesitantly.
"Do you know why I didn't give it to you directly last night?" Tonatiu asked with a smile.
Modera shook her head.
"This weapon has its own intelligence. Although it is not very strong, it has been dreaming of escaping back to its original owner!"
Tonatiu waved Atiesh, and the staff of the guardian broke through the air, making a whining sound. Modera didn't know if it was her imagination, but she thought the sound sounded a bit like a child's cry of grievance.
.
"I negotiated with it for half a night, and it finally agreed to me that it is willing to treat you as its new owner. Well, that's why I said, now it is yours."
"If you don't want it, I will have to break it and throw it into the swamp. I can't let it find its owner and strengthen my enemy!"
Modera: "..."
She didn't quite believe it.
But Aties was too tempting for her, and it was still before her eyes, as if Tonatiu would break it if she didn't want it.
She could feel Atiesh calling out to her for help. The legendary weapon had its own voice, and even its own intelligence.
Of course Modera knew this.
She didn't want to accept it.
It's just because of Aegwynn.
Now that Atiesh himself had made such a sound, Modera hesitated and took the legendary Guardian Staff from Tonatiu.
She felt that as soon as it touched her hand, Atiesh cheered, as if he was glad that it had escaped the terrifying demon, and it was so well-behaved in her hand.
Tonatiu smiled at Atiesh, as if to intimidate it, "Follow your new master well. She will be your master from now on, if you disobey..."
Snapped!
Tonatiu broke off a branch and threw it into the bonfire, adding new fuel to the bonfire.
Woohoo...
Modera felt that Atiesh was approaching her. It was really afraid and hoped that she would protect it, just like a child.
"Don't scare it! It's just a staff!" Modera couldn't help but sneered, blocking Tonatiu's view of Atiesh.
Tonatiu shrugged, smiled, and took the Devilsaur barbecue handed over by Kezilla next to him. He didn't mind that the barbecue was only about medium-rare, with blood and hot oil dripping on it, and he ate it directly.
Very savage and rude.
Modera felt that it was... very real for him to eat like this. Anyway, she didn't hate it. Instead, she felt that Tonatiu like this was Tonatiu. A person who could intimidate a staff in a very childish way would be very harmful to her.
A troll who is very gentle at times, but his food is no different from that of a troll.
Tonatiu was in a good mood.
Because in the middle of last night, he tested another use of his unreasonable magic immunity ability on Atiesh and Xalatas.
Xal'atath has shut him down again.
He also obtained satisfactory test results.
His unreasonable magic immunity ability is not only used in combat and against mages.
He found that his ability, when faced with a legendary weapon with its own intelligence, was like a jailer interrogator who was good at the 10 tortures of the Qing Dynasty facing a pitiful prisoner who had no ability to resist.
Hmm... Atiesh was very strong when it fell into his hands. If it wasn't for his ability to suppress it, and just throw it away casually, it would probably find a way to return to Aegwynn immediately.
As a result, after a night of micro-manipulation experiments, the stubborn Atiesh turned into a pitiful child who was tortured. He gave it to Modera, and it agreed with great excitement. As long as it can escape the care of
Natio's claws.
Tonatiu also threatened it.
If it dares to run away, the next time you meet him, break it and use it to make a fire!
