"How's she doing?"

Saratas said a lot, most of it full of intrigue and intrigue and three views that made normal humanoids shudder.

Tonatiu listened to a sentence and missed a sentence, and finally felt that it was almost enough, so he interrupted the dagger lady and pointed to the poor human female mage on the demon tyrannosaurus leather mattress.

"Oh! Very bad. ”

"Her arcane and magical skills are good. But her spirit was vulnerable, and I used less than 1/10,000th of my strength to lose herself. ”

"To defeat the enemy."

She couldn't even resist unleashing the magic she couldn't control now, and had the misfortune to run into a former Guardian. Such an enemy was not something she could defeat now, and she was badly wounded. Physically, it's fine, but the magic is stirring in her body, and it makes her feel like life is worse than death! ”

"Oh, poor little girl...... That must be a bad feeling! I want to ......"

Saratas was about to start chattering again, and Tonatiu felt that Miss Dagger was really a little verbose. Although he knew that the biggest characteristic of the ancient gods was chatter, he was also a little irritable after listening to it for a long time.

"What if I want to treat her? Is there a way? Tonatiu couldn't help but interject.

"What a strange troll. Aren't trolls and humans mortal enemies? It's easy to heal, the situation in her body is not an injury, it's just a magic backlash. The best thing to do, of course, was to send her to Dalaran, or to those white-skinned ears with long ears. ”

Quel'Salas or Dalaran?

I'm sorry, but I can't seem to do this, and even if it does, it will take a long time to send it over.

Tonatiu shook his head.

"What about a more realistic approach?"

"There is no way. If there is no external intervention, you can only wait for her to wake up, let her recover slowly, and let her deal with it herself. ”

Tonatiu was silent.

He glanced at Modra, the young mage's breathing had been unsteady, and the expression on his face had never been comfortable with his eyes closed, apparently in great pain.

To have one’s hands tied.

Anyway, it seems that he can't die at the moment, and he doesn't have any friendship, and he has a conscience to be able to save her, so Tonatiu got up and carried Salatas out of the tent.

"Can you not hold me? It makes me feel bad to be in contact with you, and I don't need any strength. ”

"Nope."

……

[Requirements: Defeat the fire elementals of Fire Feather Mountain, kill at least ten flame invaders, fifty living flames, and one hundred scorching elemental ......]

[Current Progress: Flame Invader 0/10, Living Flame 31/50, Scorching Elemental 58/100]

The retina shows the progress of the task, and the task has been completed to a good extent so far. The only problem is the Flame Invaders, their class level is as high as level 15 or 14, according to the evaluation given by the system, the existence of this class level, such as intelligent creatures living in social groups, is already one of the apex of the city or ethnic group where it is located.

Just like Modra.

At a young age, she was already the archmage of Dalaran, a level 16 mage. According to the "original plot", about twenty or thirty years later, by the time of the Second War, she would become one of the most powerful figures in Dalaran, one of the six members of the Kenrito Parliament.

Now her status on the side of Dalaran or the human is definitely not low.

The Flame Invader is as high as level 15 in the system's evaluation, which seems to be not much different from an archmage like Modra. But Tonatiu also knew that if he really did, the archmage would have to fight the flame invaders.

No way.

Prepared mages are just so unreasonable, especially after Tonatiu saw the 15th level of the system review Egwen beat the 16th rated Modra.

He even believes that different power systems and different professions, even if they are of the same level, the outcome of the battle is not generalized.

A level 20 legendary mage fights a level 20 legendary warrior, such as Khadgar, Ronin, Gianna, etc., against Sarufar or the brain-dead, who do you think can win?

Tonatiu thought he was a mage.

On the other hand, if Gianna roars at Grom Hell, the situation is not necessarily, whoever shouts that Daddy is hanging is his own ability, and if he is lucky, he will have to kneel down with an axe, and the demigods and helllords will have to kneel......

Tonatiu also vaguely knew in his heart that he was able to fight back and forth with such a powerful element at the two ends, and he was able to escape smoothly, not because he was strong enough, but because his unreasonable magic immunity ability made the biggest killer weapon of the two fire elements invalid.

Ordinary big warriors face flame invaders, and it is estimated that the flames in close proximity to them alone are enough to wipe out low-level professionals, or take great damage.

In this way, the approximate strength range of these armies and subordinates is between level 4~7 according to the evaluation given by the system. Besiege up to level 9 living flames and level 6 scorching elementals, with the help of enchanted weapons and enchanted equipment, not much pressure. But against the Flame Invaders who are too far apart...... Everything points to disaster.

Even if you use crowd tactics, you may be able to successfully complete the mission, but you will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

The key is their own weapons.

The steel greatsword bought from the goblin was not bad against flesh creatures, but it was not very good at slashing elemental creatures. After this battle, there were many gaps in the sword's body, and it was not hard enough.

He needs better weapons.

It's just that he can't use enchanted weapons, and those "elemental killer" type enchanted weapons, once in his hands, will lose their enchantment effect in a short time.

Even the big murder weapon like Saratas was carried by herself, and her terrifying dark power was honestly attributed to the inside of the dagger, and not a single trace could be revealed.

In addition to being able to speak.

It's almost the same as a normal dagger, and the difference may be that the material is more special.

Wait a minute.

Saratas ......

Tonatiu remembered that the Blade of the Dark Empire itself was made of fragments of the claws of the ancient god Salatas.

O claws of the old gods!

That should be hard, right?

Walking among the trolls who greeted him with great respect, Tonatiu suddenly asked in his heart:

"Xiao Sa, I have a question for you!"

"Don't call me that! Call me Saratas, or the Elder Gods! ”

"Okay, Sa."

“……”

The old god was under the roof, and Saratas endured it: After I break the spell that you restricted me, I will make you doomed!

"I have a question."

"Say."

"The dagger you're hiding now seems to have been made from the claws of your original body?"

"That's just a tiny part of my great body, it's even ......"

"Is it hard enough?"

"Why do you ask this?"

Conversations.

Tonatiu had already arrived in front of several trolls gathering under the curious and awe-inspiring gaze of the trolls, and the two troll guards, Dezra and Kzyra, had been silently following him.

Tonatiu didn't answer Miss Dagger's question, he looked at one of the trolls, "How's it going?" Is there a way to fix my weapon, it's now full of chips......"

"Your Majesty......"

The troll he asked was honestly frightened, holding Tonatityu's sword with his head down, "I'm afraid it's difficult...... I can only do a little bit of the most basic blacksmith blacksmithing, which my grandfather taught me from Zul Falak back then. Please forgive my incompetence, Your Majesty......"

The troll blacksmith apprentices are all on their knees.

"Hmm. Understand. Once we've made a deal with those little greenskins, I'd like you to go to the Goblin City and learn about blacksmithing. The gods of Loa need trolls to forge weapons for their warriors. ”

"For the sake of Your Supreme and Supreme Majesty! For the sake of Your Majesty, I am willing to give everything! ””

"Hmmm......"

Tonatiu patted the shoulder of the man, who had a little bit of forging skills, and the latter was so flattered that he was about to kneel on the ground.

He took his weapon from the troll, a greatsword in one hand and a Dark Empire Blade in the other.

He took a look.

Saratas felt a pang of unease.

"Troll, what do you want to do?"

"Hmm...... I'd like to give it a try. ”

"Give it a try?"

Suddenly.

Tonatius picked up Saratas and slashed at his original weapon in full view of the trolls.

In the sea of consciousness.

The Elder God roared angrily: "No! You can't do this! ”

Choke!

Sparks shine.

The steel greatsword was cut in two.