Stalemate in a state of combat.

In the end, for some indescribable reason, the troll and the serpentine Naga chose to compromise at the same time and let go of each other.

Tonatyiu wiped the blood from his shoulder, which had begun to heal, touched the left side of his face, which had been slightly swollen from the first beating, and looked at Vaschi with a strange look.

The latter didn't look at him, and Vasqi, who was in an unbelievably miserable situation with her head down, flashed with arcane brilliance after being let go—she teleported away.

"Hoo ......"

Leaving panting, trying to cover her lower body, she was entangled in a little pain and felt Tonatiu.

After watching the battle, Shantis and Zargila saw Vasqi teleport away, the former felt inexplicably hurt, and the latter began to have fear in his eyes, and at the same time began to quietly retreat.

"Your Majesty? How do you feel? Santis quickly stepped forward and came to Tonatiu's side and asked him with concern.

At the same time, the huge Exterminator Dragon flew over and landed in front of him, roaring at the Nagas, who were already numbering in the thousands.

"Roar~"

Before Tonatiu could answer Santis's question, the Nagas who were yelled at by Lulu immediately chose to teleport away, and then the Nagas scrambled to evacuate.

Just kidding, the Viper Lady at the top of the queue in the Eternal Palace was beaten away.

There is no fierce woman like Santis, there is no Naga on the Dreaded Island who doesn't know her, and there is that fierce troll.

In the absence of persecution from above, there is no benefit to be gained. If the Nagas of the Isle of Terror dare to fight, they are the Hans of Azeroth.

Vasqi came to the Terror Island once, and the death and injury of the Naga on the Terror Island were not thousands, not to mention the vitality of the damage, but it was absolutely impossible to fight against the elves of the Feathermoon Fortress again.

Zarjira, who escaped, was even ready to temporarily abandon the Terror Island, and first hide under the helpless bottom of the elves, and wait for the limelight to pass.

For so many years, the Terror Naga has been able to confront the Feather Moon Fortress in front of it despite its lack of power, relying on the fact that the Night Elves cannot go down to the sea to hunt them down.

The Naga faded like the tide, and for some indescribable reason, Tonatiu did not think of continuing to hunt them down.

Ordinary Naga is the same as ordinary trolls, and they can't be killed.

He said to Shantis: "It's fine, it's just a little messy. I didn't expect Naga's entanglement to be so terrifying, I almost couldn't struggle. ”

"Hmm." Santis nodded. "There are some powerful Naga warriors, and Kadore will be difficult to fight against. Sometimes it is even necessary to bring in natural allies. ”

"Let's go." Tonatiu said tentatively.

"Of course. It's hard for these Nagas to kill them all, and I think they'll be hiding in the sea right away, just like they used to. "I don't know how many times I've fought with Naga, Santis said for sure.

"Let's go back!"

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Feathermoon Fortress.

As the sentinels greeted the arrival of the herd of horned eagles with joy, they cheered again after welcoming the return of their general.

This inexplicable Naga attack also came to an end.

In this battle, the sentinels of the Feather Moon Fortress were injured by more than 100 elves, and there were also a few seriously injured people who accidentally fell into magic several times.

After repelling three Naga attacks, they receded like a tidal wave, leaving behind a dozen corpses.

"You're back." Tired and wounded, Serra walked out joyfully with the support of her sisters.

Seeing her like this, Shantis, who had just come down from the Exterminating Dragon, walked over quickly and took her hand: "My sister, it is my greatest joy that you are safe and sound!" ”

"You saved me." Serra said gratefully, looking at Tonatiu, who was still riding on the Dragon of Exterminator to meet the curious eyes of the other sentinels around him. "And you, Your Majesty. Thank you, and you, big black, sense

Thank you! ”

The other two sentinels, who were also helped out, also thanked them.

Tonatiu, who looked a little embarrassed, and even had sand in some places on his body, nodded very gentlemanly.

"Roar~"

Lulu roared arrogantly.

"Thank you." Shantis whispered to Tonatiu.

Tonatiu nodded at her as well, but did not speak, and the appearance of riding on the Dragon Slayer drew the curiosity of the hundreds of sentinels around him.

Some of the sentinels had whispered that they were speaking the Kadore language, which Tonatyu currently spoke with only a few simple words and sentences.

Tonatiu didn't understand much.

When they communicate with him, they tend to speak the language of trolls.

"The weird and huge black dragon, not like a troll or an elf troll king, this should be the leader of the trolls of the legendary civilization in the south?"

"He seems to be called Tona for me?"

"No, it's Tonatiu. I know a little troll, his name is the sun and moon in troll language! ”

"He's so tall! Even the sturdy Deer Helm is a head shorter than him! ”

"Did you find out? His Excellency the General spoke in a very different tone from him......"

“……”

Tonatiu didn't understand.

Santis understood.

She chose to ignore it, because the sisters were meant to be like that—it seemed that gossip was a topic that the females of the intelligent creatures in the countless planes and heavens all liked together.

After thanking the most important heroes, she ignored her sister's curiosity and gossip, and walked over to a huge horned eagle beast standing next to her, only a little smaller than the Exterminating Dragon.

"Thank you." Shantis thanked the giant horned eagle, and behind it stood thousands of horned eagles.

"Whew! Small pond! It chirped loudly.

Tonatiu didn't understand what it meant, but Santis seemed to understand.

"I am very sorry for the casualties of your people. Kadore will not let the allies shed blood for no reason, and the ancient covenant will be carried out. Santis's voice hardened, and she spoke to the giant horned eagle.

"The Rancher is free to choose to live on Firas, and if you wish, you can also live on Feather Moon Island. As long as the Feathered Moon Fortress exists, we will protect the safety of the Randolph Hippogriff! ”

"Whew!"

The leader of the giant horned eagle beast screamed loudly, and this time even Tonatiu could hear the satisfaction in its cry.

Looking at the thousands of horned eagles behind it, and the thousands of horned eagles that I had seen in their lair the other day, and many, many eggs and nests.

Tonatiu suddenly felt a little envious of the Cadore, who were deeply loved and trusted by nature, and the efficiency and speed of subduing pets and mounts surpassed that of all of Azeroth.

He suddenly wanted to fool this large number of horned eagle beasts to Angolo Crater.

Although pterodactyls were larger than their thick-feathered Hippogriffs, they were obviously much stronger than featherless flying dinosaurs in terms of terrain and climate adaptation.

For example, Northrend.

It's hard to imagine that a pterodactyl could fly for long periods of time in the icy North without the use of enchanted magic.

Although the same hairless Yuan Dragon can live well there, the Yuan Dragon is originally the product of the flesh and blood of elemental creatures, and the creature level is higher than that of the Pterodactyl, and some of them are born with the ability to manipulate magic and elements.

Compared to Pterodactyl.

These horned eagle beasts, there should be no problem.

He cupped his chin and began to wonder how he could fool the feathered Hippogriffs.