Tonatiu eating jerky.

The trace amount of magic contained in the jerky was of no use to him at all, and when his teeth chewed, they had already dissipated naturally.

Not like the mages.

This jerky is the best food for mages, and enjoying them regularly can even improve their response to magic.

For Tonatiu.

They're just good tasting jerky, which tastes a bit like beef, and a bit like chicken, maybe like a combination of two types of meat, the air-dried one.

His mouth was full of jerky, and after chewing almost enough, he swallowed it hard.

Tonatiu picked up his kettle, which had just been used by Modra, and the spout of the kettle seemed to have a vague aroma.

Not......

A girly taste?

He had used the kettle for two months, and he had never tasted like this before. It was the last day that Modra drank the water in it, and it seemed to be getting better.

Maybe the taste of a human girl is in the hormones or taste buds of trolls, and even that sweet taste is not necessarily?

The Sandblood tribe has a legend related to their kindred across the Endless Sea, where forest trolls and jungle trolls are said to be fond of eating the flesh of intelligent humanoid creatures. Their favorite humanoid intelligent creature is a kind of white and tender long ear called "elf", which is said to taste sweet and sweet......

It is said that they dislike eating a beast called a gnoll the most, saying that they stink more than trolls!

The Sandblood tribe has never seen an "elf" with long ears, and the Sandblood tribe does not eat humanoid intelligent creatures. Only the most savage trolls would do this, and they would also be known as the "trolls" within the trolls, the kind of tribe that was feared by their kind.

Zandalar hated these tribes and had asked normal troll tribes to eliminate these "troll tribes". However, the "trolls and tribes" are often very cruel and primitive, and they have more power than normal troll tribes, and ordinary troll tribes can't beat them.

OK.

Most of these "trolls" can at least do what has been handed down from the days of the Zur Empire: trolls don't eat trolls.

Otherwise.

It is estimated that Zandalar has long led the normal troll tribe to wipe out these mad kinds. It's not like now, it's just discrimination, and trolls are called upon to fight them.

These things.

In Tonatyu's spare time, he listened to the legends of the desert trolls told by Zangar and some of the old witch doctors of the tribe.

Now it seems.

Tonatiu thought it might be true, but it was probably in the hormones or taste buds of the trolls, and that the elves, humans, and especially the females among them, might really have a sweet taste......

Tonatiu didn't want to eat people.

He just thinks that the kettles that Modra has drunk are a little sweet, huh...... Maybe her mouth is sweeter?

Syllable!

Come to think of it.

Tonathiu slapped his forehead.

Not......

The fifteen-year-old body began to have a daily love affair again.

He was determined.

Reaching out and handing her a jug that was an exaggeration to Modra, almost the size of her small belly. watched her take a shallow sip, and licked the water droplets that almost fell at the mouth of the pot.

Modra probably didn't want to waste this normal clear water. She doesn't drink the water made of magic.

In Tonatyiu's eyes, his eyes hardened.

This is an indirect kiss, right?

Can't look at it anymore, can't think about it anymore!

Tonatiu tried to get his mind back on track, thinking about how the current situation should be resolved, rather than letting his strong body affect his brain.

"Modra." He said softly, softly, "Use your magic to spy on the dinosaurs on the ground." They chased us for a day and a night, and I think they're not doing well. ”

"Hmm."

Modra covers the kettle.

She gave it back to Tonatiu, who she didn't associate as well. She just doesn't hate Tonatiu, but has a crush on him, so she doesn't mind sharing a kettle with him and drinking the same water.

It doesn't matter what world or race of women it is.

In this case.

That's pretty much the case.

She didn't even have to use Etiyès. Her small, slender white hand waved twice in the air, and purple magical threads jumped out of her fingertips. They connect in the air to form an esoteric magic circle, and the jumper floats a few meters away, twisting in the air to form a magic mirror.

The water rippled above, quickly twisting to reveal the situation on the ground.

There are still manic dinosaurs everywhere, and they have no intention of leaving, but the situation is not so good.

Tonatiu could see that many of the dinosaurs were frivolous, and they didn't have the mania and physical strength they had when they first hunted for them.

Whether it's the dinosaurs on Earth or the dinosaurs in Azeroth, they grow extremely fast, and of course their metabolism is also very fast. As a result, they often need to eat a lot of food, whether it's a herbivorous dinosaur or a carnivorous dinosaur.

According to the information collected by the voodoo shooters of Zutona about the dinosaurs in the forest.

Brontosaurus and Diplodocus were huge herbivorous dinosaurs, and the number of food leaves they ate in a day weighed almost as much as 20 trolls.

The smaller Triceratops, as well as Stegosaurus and Sailosaurus, also ate about 10 troll leaves a day.

As for carnivorous dinosaurs, the Tyrannosaurus rex eats at least 5 trolls a day of meat. Other meat-eating dinosaurs increased or decreased according to their size and appetite.

Carnivorous dinosaurs ate a little less, apparently because meat contains more calories and nutrients than plants.

All this is actually no different from the dinosaurs on Earth, the only difference is that it is full of all kinds of mysterious magical energy.

They often mutate dinosaurs, causing them to either increase or decrease their need for food, showing the ability that dinosaurs on Earth would never have existed on.

"They don't have food. They're not having a good time, either. Tonatiu said to Modra.

Modra didn't speak.

She nodded.

"It's up to whoever can't hold on!" Tonatiu said.

Suddenly.

A faint voice sounded in Tonatiu's heart, it was Saratas, who had ignored him for two days after being tortured by him once.

"You're in a good position. Trolls. That way, when you go home, you can see your city and its people bleeding! ”

"You can hide here. But there's no way to hide in the city of trolls. ”

The words of the old lady made Tonatiu's heart stun. He suddenly remembered if it was really Naboa. What if she controlled the dinosaurs near Zutona, or even the dinosaurs of Angolo as a whole, attacked Zutona......

He was shocked.

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