A whole new kind of existence was born.

Tonatiu didn't know if he could call them life, or if he could call them elemental life.

Eight tall trolls were on his knees in front of him. Each of them is over 4 meters tall, much taller than their predecessors.

They were now covered in blue, their skin haunted with blue-white lightning and a faint blue arcane glow.

Outside of this strange glowing skin, there is also a set of energy armor.

They are Titan trolls.

A troll that uses the heroic spirit of a troll plus the power of faith, plus the power of death, and finally infuses the incomparably powerful Titan energy to resurrect from the dead.

If he had to find a category of existence, Tonatiu thought they were more like Valhalla's Vagri.

Or call them Titan-forged trolls, just like the Draenei or even light-forged undead by those Titans in the future.

It was Bonsandi who kept their souls, harnessing the powerful Titan energy of the Shaper platform, coupled with the system's skillful manipulation of the power of faith.

Tonatiu, who commanded softly in an emotional voice, "Get up." My warriors. ”

The eight Titan Casting Trolls, led by Kezra, stood up and stood silently behind Tornatyiu, silently like Wagri.

"They are resurrected?" Surprised and surprised, Modra's eyes widened as she looked at Tonatiu.

"Resurrection, so to speak. It can also be said to be a recast. They are no longer them, but they are still them! Tonatiu looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

[Kzyra: Level 13 Titan Troll, Powerful, Worship]

[Akas: Level 12 Titan Troll, Powerful, Worship]

[Tiktato: Level 12 Titan Troll, Powerful, Worship]

【……】

Every reborn troll has been improved, from the average level of seven or eight levels of ability before death, to level 12~13 all at once. Almost on par with the current Tonatiu.

It almost doubled all at once.

It may be because they are actually blank now, they are only body and soul transformed. and did not develop their own talents, and their talents ......

Tonatiu also didn't know what the Titan trolls had any talents.

He's excited right now.

The excitement was not that he had 8 twelve-level Overseer-level subordinates at once, but that he had a way to quickly increase the strength of his subordinates.

Although there are a lot of limitations.

But if needed, as long as the energy of the shaper platform is sufficient. Then he can later mass-produce Titan Trolls and bring powerful elites to Zutona and his army.

"Let's go!"

Tonatiu calmed himself down.

He commanded, "Keep exploring here." The giantess is in a bad situation right now, let's see if we can destroy her! ”

……

When the Titan Troll was born.

The only port city in the Tanaris desert has welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

Strymwhite Hot Sand, the owner of the city, is the owner of a new hot sand business. He stood on the highest tower of the hot sand harbor, looking down at the beautiful and magnificent ocean-going ships in the distance.

"Ahh Really nice big ship. I don't know if they're willing to sell me their technology, if Hot Sand can build such a big ship. We can quickly communicate between the two continents! ”

"These Zandalar trolls."

"They're so rich!"

There were several goblins standing beside him, all of whom were watching the Zendalar warships and merchant ships in the harbor.

Many goblins had concerns in their swollen green eyes, and one of the old goblins couldn't help but say:

"Sir...... Just let them in? In case they have ill intentions towards the hot sand port...... Maybe we can wait for them to come ashore and find a way...... Well, the desert isn't that easy to come by! ”

"No, no, no! Mr. Wrench! Strymwhite Hotsand shook his head, the goblin merchant's eyes full of shrewdness, "Actually, I don't want to let them in. But you know, Zandalar is the overlord of the Endless Sea. With the strength of the guards of the hot sand port, there is no problem in defending against pirates. It's not a smart choice to make enemies of these Zandarar trolls. ”

"As a businessman, as long as they are willing to pay for berthing at the port, then I will welcome them on behalf of the hot sand business!"

The old goblin shrugged.

He was only mentioning a possibility.

Goblins value contracts, but goblins don't mind being robbers if they can get a vote.

Anyway, there is such a thing as a contract, as long as one of the parties is eliminated, then the contract will not be established?

"I'm curious."

Strymwhite Hot Sand stared at the many trolls as they streamed down the exquisite Zandalar ship, his eyes curious.

"They're supposed to be in the cities of the filthy desert trolls. But there was almost nothing there, a lack of water, a lack of food, a lack of civilization. What are they going to Zulfarak for? ”

……

The continent of Azeroth.

The only human kingdom in the southern part of the continent, the capital of the Kingdom of Stormwind, outside Stormwind City.

Needless to say, Stormwind is a human city. Due to the climate, most of the various costumes of the citizens are made of thin cloth. The colors chosen are also eye-catching: white, red, blue, orange, yellow, and so on.

Townspeople usually wear long-sleeved tunics, loose trousers and leather boots, which are sometimes ridiculously large, and on sunny days they wear floppy hats.

King Barasen Urrel, in the name of the House of Urrel, rules the kingdom.

On the avenue that emerged from the majestic gates of Stormwind, as in the past, there were many people of the kingdom.

Some of them were merchants, some were small craftsmen or peasants who came to the city to sell their wares, there were also many nobles riding chariots or tall horses, and some human knights and guards on patrol.

In these populations.

A traveler wrapped in a cloak rode an old horse and slowly left the city with the crowd.

She listened to the conversation of the other humans on the avenue.

"Did you hear that? There are traces of southern trolls on the other side of the Wild West! These horrible savage guys, they eat people! ”

"What is there to be afraid of! Your Majesty has sent cavalry and soldiers to defend our homeland. ”

"This year's wheat harvest has been really good. I hope the big people in the city can give me an extra half of the ...... when they buy it."

"Oh! That's the ranks of the Order of Light! Salute to you, dawn of humanity! ”

“……”

The feeling of being back in the crowd was strange to Egwene, how many years had she hadn't heard these ordinary human voices like this.

It's an amazing feeling.

But it's not bad.

The only pity is that she has just received not-so-rosy news from Stormwind.

Her titular husband.

Stormwind Kingdom's court ** master Neras Elan, the father of the child she personally selected.

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