Angolo crater.

Early morning.

A pale white mist that resembles miasma and mist still shrouds the forest, and it will not dissipate until the sun crawls into the middle of the primeval forest.

On land next to the swamp.

Several tents were grouped together, with a troll guarding a campfire in the middle, occasionally looking around warily, especially in the direction of the swamp.

It was the territory of the Poisonskin Tyrannosaurus, a cunning and ferocious dinosaur that ambushed and covered in poison, one of the trolls' least favorite foes.

Suddenly.

A tent in the middle was chained open, and a slender white arm for a troll stretched out, and its owner, a beautiful young human girl, emerged from the tent.

After unleashing her poison gas magic on her body, Modra stepped out of the tent and smiled kindly at the trolls who were keeping vigil.

The troll nodded respectfully to His Majesty's friend and asked softly, "Would you like something to eat?" I have Tyrannosaurus meat and mushrooms here, and you can eat them after roasting them. There were also some fruit ......"

"Hmm. Please give me some fruit, thank you, Kzra. Modra smiled at the god warrior.

"Okay."

Kzrabong brought a large bag of fruit, some from Zutona, and some picked by the voodoo shooters along the way when they were on their way yesterday.

They are placed in a leather bag made of the Demon Tyrannosaurus, and with the magic of the Demon Tyrannosaurus skin, and the enchanted magic, they can easily keep fresh for more than a month.

Modra chooses a fruit that she likes to eat, it looks like an apple in the human kingdom, but it is bigger, and one is the size of Modra's small face.

It is very sweet, tastes free of impurities, is crispy and delicious to bite, and soft and sweet when swallowed.

During her stay in Zutona for more than a month, Modra's favorite fruit was said to be the favorite fruit of the two-sailed dragons in the tropical rainforest.

In Zutona, this fruit is called double sail dragon fruit.

The name was given to Tonatiu, and the Great Chief gave them such a name because the Twin Sails liked to eat this fruit. There are a lot of fruits in the primeval forest that aren't on the outside, and if you give each one a nice name, sorry - the chief doesn't have this kind of quel'Salas time.

Only the Quel'Thalas, who has too much time to squander, would waste their time on such a thing.

Modra didn't like the name, she thought it was too earthy! Tonatiu was so simple and crude, she thought they could be called golden sand nuts because the flesh inside them was a bit like golden, and they rustled to eat!

Summoning water with magic, Modra washed up and sat down next to the campfire, where she roasted on a warm fire and enjoyed the sweet and delicious golden sand fruit on a morning in the somewhat cool and icy pristine rainforest.

She was only a quarter of a quarter full, when Tonatiu emerged from his tent with Etiyesh in his hand.

Seeing Modra, who was waving at him, he smiled and handed over the cane, "It's yours now." ”

Modra was visibly taken aback.

This is Aetiyès, the Staff of the Guardians! One of the most famous weapons of the Guardians, the staff with great power, one of the legendary weapons that mages most want to obtain, is an artifact in the hearts of mages!

"This ...... No way! It's the Guardian! Modra said hesitantly.

"Any idea why I didn't just give it to you last night?" Tonatiu asked with a smile.

Modra shook her head.

"This weapon has its own intelligence, although it is not very strong, but it has been delusionally trying to escape back into the hands of its original owner!"

Tonatiu waved Etiyesh, and the Staff of the Guardian broke through the air with a whining sound. Modra didn't know if it was her own delusion, but she thought the voice sounded a bit like a child's aggrieved cry.

"I negotiated with it for half a night, and it finally promised me that it would like to treat you as its new master. Oh, that's why I said, now it's yours. ”

"If you don't want it, I'll just break it off and throw it in the swamp. I can't let it find its owner and increase the power of my enemies! ”

Modra: "......"

She was a little unconvinced.

But Etiyesh was too tempting to her, and it was still before her eyes, as if she didn't want it, Tonatiu would break it.

She could feel Etiyès crying out for help from her. Legendary weapons have their own voices, and even their own intelligence.

Modra certainly knows this.

She was reluctant to accept it.

It's just because of Egwen.

Now that Etiyesh herself was making such a sound, Modra hesitated and took the legendary Staff of the Guardian from Tonatiu's hand.

She felt it in her hand, and Etiyesh let out a cry of joy, as if glad that it had escaped from the terrible demon, and that it was not good in her hand.

Tonatiu smiled at Etiyesh as if to intimidate it, "Follow your new master." She will be your master from now on, if you don't obey you......"

Syllable!

Tonatiu broke off a branch and threw it into the bonfire, adding new fuel to the campfire.

Whining......

Modra felt Etiyesh approaching her, and it was really scared, wishing that she would shelter it, like a child.

"Don't scare it! It's just a staff! Modra couldn't help but sneer, blocking Tonatiu's view of Etiyes.

Tonatiu shrugged his shoulders and smiled and took the Tyrannosaurus roast handed over by Kzra next to him, and didn't mind that this roast was only about seven medium rare, and there was blood and hot oil dripping on it.

Modra thought it was ...... for him to eat like this It's real, she doesn't look annoying anyway. On the contrary, I feel that such a Tonatiu is Tonatiu. A troll who can intimidate a staff very childishly, is gentle with himself, but eats like a troll.

Tonatiu is in a good mood.

For in the second half of the night last night, he had tested another use of his unreasonable magic immunity on Etiyès and Saratas.

Salatas gave him autism again.

He also received satisfactory test results.

His unreasonable magic immunity ability is not only used to fight and deal with mages.

He found that he was able to deal with a legendary weapon of his own wisdom, just as a jailer inquisitor who was skilled in the 10 great tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty was to a poor prisoner who had no ability to resist.

Well...... Etiyesh had just fallen into his hands and was very angry, if it weren't for his ability to suppress it, and if he threw it away, it probably would have found a way to return to Egwene on its own.

As a result, after a night of micro-manipulation experiments, the hard-hearted Etiyes turned into a poor child who was tortured, and he gave it to Modra, who excitedly agreed as long as it could escape from the clutches of Tonatyiu.

Tonatiu also threatened it.

If it dares to run, the next time it encounters him, it will be broken and used to light the fire!

It's horrible!