Look back to Tonatiu.

Tonathiu played a big soy sauce.

Originally, as a traverser, he was at this weakest starting stage. At first, the natives of Azeroth were most afraid to encounter the Eternal Dragons or the Bronze Dragon Legion.

I didn't expect to meet the Eternal Dragon Legion today, and the other party's goal is very clear that he wants to destroy himself.

Then 25 powerful pros came to their rescue, and the fight was fierce, and within a few thousand yards of the Sandblood Clan's makeshift camp, the forest and the terrain had been almost changed by the battle.

And in this battle.

Tonatiu and his clan basically played soy sauce the whole time, but the difference was that the trolls of the tribe hid behind the camp, watching this great battle with amazement and nervousness on their faces.

He himself was at the center of the war.

The Eternal Dragon desperately tried to kill him, and the 25 "trolls" desperately tried to protect him.

Ultimately.

The "trolls" who still held the artifact were even stronger, and they repelled the Eternal Dragon.

The battle is over.

Twenty-five legendary adventurers who were so powerful that any one of them could wipe out the current Sandblood tribe didn't disappear or leave right away.

They actually started to clean up the aftermath.

The battle had caused a fire to burn in the nearby primeval forest, or some places turned to frost, and some places were simply green—not the green of life, but the green of evil and demons.

This group of adventurers is quite responsible, and they have divided many legal professions to extinguish the flames and purify the polluted forests.

Otherwise, Angolo Crater may be like the Felwood Forest, because of the gathering of evil energy, those beasts and animals are slowly polluted by evil energy, and finally produce demonized beast monsters.

And then.

The troll who could turn into a dragon, and the actor troll who had been shining with golden light from the battle just now, accompanied by the troll who was holding the wrath of the holy light, the three trolls walked towards the somewhat bored Tonatiu with a smile on their faces.

"Hello. Dear God...... Oh, chief. The Troll Priest smiled.

Anyway.

After all, the other party and the other party's team saved themselves and the entire tribe, and Tonatiu admitted this feeling, and he spoke seriously:

"Hello, mighty adventurers. Thank you so much for saving me and my clan, you will be friends of the Sandblood Clan forever! The Sandblood will help you as many times as you need! ”

Originally, the promise of a migrating, poor little troll clan chief could not be said to be worthless for a powerful adventurer who could hold an artifact, but it should not be very attractive.

It's like an adult with a submachine gun saves a three-year-old child, and the three-year-old says he will help the adult three times, guess what the adult with the submachine gun will think? And this is not an adult with a submachine gun, this is simply a legion of 25 people who drove an airplane, a tank, and a cannon to save a three-year-old child.

However.

Tonatiu didn't expect his promise to make the priest trolls full of excitement, and even the two trolls who could turn into dragons and the actor trolls were also very happy.

"Thank you. Generous chieftain! Because we appreciate this commitment from you, we decide! Until your clan migrates to its destination, we will follow your clan and protect you! The priest troll said politely.

Twenty-five bigwigs with legendary weapons to escort? Tonatiu, who was still worried about how the clan should pass through the dangerous area of the Angolo crater and reach his ideal future base for the clan, breathed a sigh of relief.

There's these twenty-five guys here.

Not to mention those tyrannosaurs and mutant creatures in Angolo Crater, even if the Burning Legion comes, don't be afraid!

Unless Sargeras comes in person!

Although he was still suspicious and worried about the motives of these people, he did not have the capital to refuse to help now, so Tonatiu simply agreed.

"Okay! Thank you! ”

And so.

Originally, compared to the dangerous tyrannosaurus and mutated creatures in Angolo Crater, the weak sand-blood tribe suddenly occupied twenty-five legendary bosses.

Let's be honest.

Tonatiu felt that if these twenty-five legendary bosses were his subordinates, he would probably have no problem dominating half of Azeroth now.

He guessed now.

Their future may be very awesome, and these adventurers are invited by their future selves to help, or are they the operation of the bronze dragon......

The timeline of the world of Azeroth is very complex, so complicated that it can make the Bronze Dragon King insane. Tonatiu didn't want to become insane himself, he simply didn't think about it.

Anyway, with this team protecting the tribe, the migration of Angolo Crater is completely free of security concerns.

In the awe of the tribes.

The adventurer's team was stationed at the edge of the camp, and they also sent several men to keep vigil to protect the tribe, including two hunters with legendary weapons, who were supposed to be hunters.

Because these two powerhouses were surrounded by huge beasts, especially the one with the Titan Strike, and next to him were three beasts larger than those large demon tyrannosaurs. If it weren't for the recent change of faith of the Sandblood tribe and the many miracles of Tonatiu, the superstitious trolls would probably have worshiped those glowing beasts as Loa.

This night.

Tonatiu slept peacefully like never before, and he had been in fear for more than a month after coming to this world. Worried that an enemy would attack the clan in the middle of the night, that the bronze dragon would come with a group of adventurers in the middle of the night to kill him, and that the eternal dragon would suddenly appear......

Tonight he lay down in his tent early, and as soon as he lay down on the mattress made of the skins of the Kodomon, he fell into a deep sleep, and began to snor loudly, loud as thunder.

"Purr ......"

Loud snoring.

In the air next to his tent, a slender female "troll" stalker suddenly appeared, one of the twenty-five adventurers.

The female troll looked at the tent with a loud snoring sound speechlessly, and complained to the empty air in front of her: "Chrysanthemum, this sleeping snoring is so loud?!" It's like thunder! I'll go, but I've fantasized about ......"

In the empty air, a male troll suddenly appeared, also a stalker, and a member of that team.

"After all, he's just getting started...... Even the appearance is still like a troll. I'll leave it to you in the first half of the night, and I'll take your shift in the second half of the night! ”

"Hmm...... The head of the regiment is really. Need to be so cautious? I still have to keep a vigil, hey...... My skin is going to get worse! ”

"It's different, it's him after all! It's about our world, but then again...... I really can't see his future...... What people! The male troll paused in the middle of his words, turned into a dark shadow in one moment, disappeared in place, and the next moment about 20 yards in front of him, he sent out a flash of lightning and flint.

Choke!

There was a sound of metal crashing.

A petite figure was knocked out of the shadows with an "oops", and the female troll stalker here was terrified, and just wanted to go over to attack the enemy, but heard the male troll whispering: "Wait a minute...... It seems to be Chromie ......"

The female troll stalker in action.

Stopped.