Tonatiu returned to reality from that black and white country.
in reality.
He is naked**.
He held Xal'atath in his hand, Modera stood behind him in shock, and the dinosaurs in the distance were almost completely injured and fell down.
In front, the majestic and invincible Titan Observer Naboa looked to be in a bad situation. She stayed where she was and remained motionless.
"It's amazing."
"Our deal is done, now go up and kill her. Put me in the back of her neck."
"I can't guarantee that I can kill them."
Xalatas's voice rang in Tonatiu's heart.
Tonatiu did not hesitate.
He let go of Modera and quickly ran towards Naboa. When he was close to her body, he jumped up, crossed her knees and thighs, and quickly jumped onto her shoulders with the help of some corners of her body.
.
Naboa didn't move.
The giant golden eyes have been closed, and they look no different from a huge stone statue.
Tonatiu hates her now. Although the dead trolls are not really dead, if they were not special, they would be beyond redemption.
People's hearts are made of flesh, and Tonatiu is not without feelings for them. Especially Kezilla, the loyal leader of the spiritual warriors has been his personal guard for more than a year, and they have a deep relationship with them day and night.
What Tonatiu wants to do now is revenge, even at the risk of being contaminated by the ancient god!
Is Titan necessarily correct?
Is there nothing wrong with order?
Even the Creator of the world recognizes that whether it is order or chaos, or even life, nature or the Holy Light.
Once you cross the line.
Then they are no longer the same!
revenge!
Standing on Naboa's neck, Tonatiu picked up the dagger in his hand, which was very small to himself and to the observers. It was like a toothpick, and he stabbed it into Naboa's neck.
.
choke!
There was a sound of metal clanking, and Naboa, who could only leave some small white marks on the trolls' weapons, was stabbed in by Xal'atath, as easily as cutting tofu.
It's just that the dagger is too small.
It looks like a toothpick poking into a human being.
The effect is great.
Naboa, who was originally motionless, suddenly reopened his huge golden eyes under this blow, and roared upwards.
"Twilight! Ancient God! Fallen One!"
"I'm going to destroy you!"
She became frantic and swung her palms to her neck, trying to slap Tonatiu to death.
"Let me stay here."
"I will help you control her. I will kill her."
Xal'atath's voice sounded again.
Tonatiu didn't listen to her, he pulled out Xalatas directly, jumped, grabbed Naboa's huge earlobe like a door leaf, and avoided her slap.
"die!"
Naboa roared.
The naked Tonatiu didn't panic, and climbed on top of her head while she roared. Before her huge body could react, he suddenly jumped down and stabbed Xal'atas into her golden body.
s eyes.
"Ouch..."
A scream shook the world, and Tonatiu saw her shining golden eyes dimming rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon turned into stone eyes.
Peng!
Naboa slapped her eyes with a palm, but Tonatius had already nimbly dodged it, so she could only hit her blind eyes.
"I can help you control her. Leave me on her body." Xal'atath suggested.
Tonatiu ignored her.
He jumped back on Naboa's shoulders, and the giantess slapped her everywhere wildly, hitting her own body with rocks flying everywhere, and pieces of debris flying everywhere.
boom!
Naboa's tall body suddenly trembled, shook, and almost fell down.
It's Modera.
After reacting, she released a huge ice spike, which exploded on Naboa's body, leaving a cold breath of ice where it hit.
The human girl didn't want to see the troll fighting alone, so she wanted to help.
"The Fallen!"
Naboa became even more furious.
She rushed to Naboa.
Obviously her choice was wrong and her mind was affected. She now doesn't know the priority in terms of the degree of danger. In fact, the troll in her is higher.
Before the Titan Observer could get close to Modera, and before she could kill the "Fallen One" she identified as Modera, her only good eye turned black.
Her eye was also attacked, just like the other eye just now. Darkness spread instantly, and the golden flame pupil that symbolized the power of the Titan went out.
Naboa was completely blind.
Roar!
"Kill! Kill! Fallen! Kill!"
"You are all going to die! You are the sworn enemies of order!"
"..."
Her angry screams were earth-shattering.
"Leave me here. Troll, I command you!"
Xal'atath spoke for the fourth time, but this time his tone was angry, and he began to give strong orders.
Tonatiu ignored her.
Instead, he responded: "Maybe you can try to control me. Lord Gushen, after all, you already have my blood!"
"Troll! Curse you! I will drown you in Ny'alotha!"
The ancient god's reaction made Tonatiu sigh in relief. She shouldn't be able to affect me, at least not for the time being.
Otherwise, I should have gotten her under control by now, and would at least do what she said.
Tonatius jumped off Naboa's head and ran away from Naboa.
Naboa went crazy in the distance, attacking everywhere, leaving huge potholes everywhere on the ground.
"Tonatiu, are you okay?!" Modera flew to her side extremely worried.
Before she could react, Tonatiu suddenly reached out and grabbed the little girl and hugged her.
"Thank you! Modera," he said softly.
After Modera was slightly panicked, she smelled the strong scent of the troll, and her little face soon turned red.
This was the first time she had been so close to Tonatiu except for the previous "healing".
This is also the first time she has been so close to a male. It is not a human man of the same race, but she has never looked at a troll before.
This first experience was terrible, or rather wonderful.
Because Tonatiu has no clothes.
It turns out that the troll's body and structure are the same as ours.
Just the size is different.
She thought dazedly.
Tonatiu didn't know what Modera was thinking. This hug was just a way for him to vent his emotions and vent his slightly angry mood.
Modera's soft body seemed to have a magical effect, calming down his excitement a little.
far away.
Naboa went completely crazy.
She frantically attacked everything around her, and the most unlucky thing was the giant tree, which was the closest to her.
The Titan Watcher vented her rage on its head, as if it were not a tree but a troll.
The giant tree trembled as she hammered it, and sawdust flew everywhere. Fortunately, it was too huge. The tree body was like half a city. Being hammered by Naboa, who was thirty or forty meters tall, it only looked miserable.
It didn't damage its foundation.
boom!
Peng!
Bang bang bang!
Amidst the chaotic bombardment, Tonatiu felt that Naboa's current condition was very bad.
She now behaves as if she has lost her mind, irritable and furious, which is very different from the cold and robot-like behavior when she first appeared.
It should be Xalatath's credit that the Titan creations that symbolize order can be brought into such chaos. What the ancient gods are best at is not their physical combat capabilities and lethality.
Their most powerful effects are curses and spiritual effects.
Naboa was obviously influenced by Xal'atath.
Tonatiu was horrified by Xalatath's abilities.
He was currently hugging Modera, and was observing Naboa's madness attentively.
He didn't notice Modera's face was red, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
As for Xal'atath.
She was dumped once again and blocked by him.
"She wants to retreat."
Modera, whose attention was distracted, suddenly heard Tonatiu say this.
She hasn't reacted yet.
He was hugged by Tonatiu and rushed forward. He also said: "We have to follow."
