Tonatiu felt that his biggest flaw in combat at the moment was the area attack.

Although there is a large area of attack magic that can be used, the damage is not low, and the range is large enough.

To be able to launch such a divine technique, it requires the consumption of a huge amount of faith points, except that he is not willing to use it casually except when it is necessary.

Like mages, they only need to consume mental power and mana to launch spells, and this kind of thing can recover most of them after sleeping or meditating for a while.

Can't compare!

Tonatiu sighed.

You can only comfort yourself in your heart.

It's okay, I'm not a mage, but I can be a mage!

And when I was a mage, the mages had no power to resist! Whether on the battlefield or on the "battlefield"!

Hmm—not for Modra here.

While he was thinking like this.

With a gust of wind and the glow of Elune, a tall, slender figure landed in front of Tonatiu on a horned eagle.

Her ethereal purple-blue pupils stared at Tonatiu, who looked a little embarrassed after being covered in blood.

An ethereal voice rang out.

““Elune-Adore。“

She said.

Tonatiu's long eyebrows were raised, and he replied in a foreign language that he had just learned: "Ahoras-ethil." “

She seemed a little surprised to hear the troll's words, and she couldn't help but smile on her face, "Ishnu-dal-dieb." ”

"......Sh," Tonatiu scratched his head and replied, "Sh, Shaha lor'ma? ”

The beautiful female elf who was heroic and sassy suddenly smiled, with a refreshing feeling similar to moonlight.

She said in the troll language, "When I greet with Ishnu-dal-dieb, you should respond with Ishnu-alah." This Shaha lor'ma, should

It's right for me to use it for you. ”

"Okay. Since you can speak our language, I will not speak your language. Because actually, I'll only say that one or two. Tonatiu also said with a smile.

"Hello, I'm Santis Hazuki." The female elf jumped down from the horned eagle beast and slowly walked in front of Tonatiu's eyes, the moonlight shining on her violet-colored face, giving a sense of stability.

Hear the name.

Tonatiu was no surprise at all.

Such a large-scale meteor shower, such a terrifying starfall, even though he could do it even at the cost of a huge amount of faith points.

But except for him.

There should only be two of them in Azeroth who can do it so easily.

She doesn't look like Brother Dan's dream lover and sister-in-law, so she can only be Brother Dan's godniece-Santis Hazuki.

And Tanaris and Firas are actually not far away, as long as they can cross the mountains and do not take the land route, they are actually very close.

In the case of Nalarex being here, she will appear and be able to understand.

"Hello. I'm Tonathius Aztec. Tonatiu nodded at her in a friendly manner, and her message flashed in the retina:

[Santis Feather Moon: Level 15 Cadore Sentinel, Level 18 Elune Sacrifice, Neutral, Extremely Dangerous]

To be able to launch such a powerful range attack, and instantly destroy the swarm within a few kilometers of the reaction, TMD is only level 18?

Tonatiu was a little skeptical about the system.

But on second thought.

This attack of Santis Hazuki has a high probability that it has nothing to do with her own strength, and it is most likely because of the existence hanging high in the sky.

To put it simply, her moonlight railgun and starfall powers, are actually borrowed, coming directly from Elune.

That's why the range and power are so exaggerated, after all, it's Elune......

If that's the reason.

It can barely explain her level to be able to launch such a terrifying attack.

And Tyrande too.

She went from being a civilian woman in Kadore to being able to shake demons in just a few years, not afraid of Azhara, and relying on Elune.

Later, when Elune did not answer her prayers for a while, she was chased and beaten, and finally turned into the god of war on a moonlit night in anger.

Santis and Tyrande are actually sacrifice-based, supplemented by sentinels, and belong to the magic casters.

The advantage of a spellcaster is that you don't need to be strong in your own right, as long as the god you believe in is strong enough to favor you.

The disadvantages are also obvious.

That is, if one day the gods are not favored, or if the gods are weak, the magic caster will follow the weak chicken.

After all, it's borrowed power

Like Old Fordin, Icecrown Fortress was so powerful when he jumped to slash Alsace.

The shores of the Broken Isles were beaten to death by a group of demons.

The difference between Arthas and the ordinary demons is that in fact, in terms of going head-to-head, Arthas may be able to win.

But Arthas was hacked to death.

The demons beat Ferding to death.

The difference is that demons can use evil spells to temporarily block the call of the Holy Light from paladins and priests, so that the Light cannot help his followers.

Without the help of the Light, Fordin was hacked to death.

With the help of the Light, Fording slashes Frost Sorrow and kills Arthas.

This is the pros and cons of the caster of divine spells, simply put, the power does not belong to oneself, it is borrowed.

No matter how strong the borrowed power is, there is always the possibility of losing it, and the changes in Tyrande in the future verify this.

Think of it this way.

Tonatiu's heart was finally less puzzled. Although there are no special effects, at least your power is your own, not borrowed!

Even if there is no system.

He believed that with the materialistic aura, which is the ability of his own soul, and that he could also walk around with mages and cast spells as many as dogs, Azeroth had his own foothold.

At most, the power is a little smaller, and the speed of development is much slower, but there is no need to worry about things like Ferding and Tyrande.

After a simple pleasantries.

Under the friendly gaze of Tonatiu.

Santis Hazuki smiled at him and nodded, then turned to Nalarex and the unconscious Hisali.

For some reason.

The attitude of the two Cadore and the troll is quite friendly to each other.

Nalarex had reverted back to his normal Cadore form, and he was holding Hisari with a look on his face that wasn't very good.

"Your Excellency Nalarex, I salute you." Santis Hazuki said softly.

For this old druid, who was almost the same age as his adoptive mother and adoptive father, the Sentinel General respected him very much.

"Santis, my sister." Nalarex looked at Elune's darling, "I'm relieved that you're here. Elune is on top, take a look at poor Hisali, the child is in a bad state right now. ”

Santis Hazuki hurriedly stepped up.

As soon as she saw Hisali's appearance, her beautiful and slender purple-blue eyebrows couldn't help but stir.

"Elune is above, this is the curse of the Old Dominator?!"

"It's a big problem!"

"Poor boy." The Sentinel General couldn't help but be moved, and said with some pity.

"Hoo ......"

Nararex's face was solemn, and he let out a long sigh.