Torsedlin literally hit that troll ten times with his magic.

When it was the troll's turn to slash him, the leader of the Sindras raised his hand, "I'm sorry, but there's something I need to attend to in Eresaras. I think it's time for me to leave ......."

"I have a way to deal with Imotar, and maybe a way to save you from an energy crisis." Tonatius, who had eaten ten arcane blasts, interrupted him.

The former librarian of the Kadore Empire seems to be particularly fond of using arcane impact as his means of attack.

It is indeed powerful, but the purest arcane is also the least feared thing in Tonatiu.

Of course, Tosedrin's attack would not work, and His Royal Highness the Prince, who had never seen such a monster as Tonateu, was in a state of confusion and was looking for an excuse to get out.

Just kidding, a great arcanist. How could he be stabbed by a troll, so that he could not abide by this agreement.

He wanted to release the space spell and leave, but the action of releasing it was interrupted by Tonatiu's words.

The elven prince stared at the pair of glowing yellow bulb eyes and looked at the troll:

"What are you talking about? Do you know what you're talking about? Imotar is the superior demon, and Eresaras has thousands of mages. Whether it's the problem of Imotar or the energy needs of the Sindras, it's not a small problem! ”

Without further ado, Tonatiu replanted the Nationbreaker into the tree, pulled out Saratas, and stuck her in front of him.

"Cooperate with that. Xiao Sa. ”

"You stupid, filthy ant. How many times have I said that it is not allowed to call me that! ”

Without Tonatiu's command, the angry little sister of the old gods was already filled with mist, and the indescribable aura of depravity lingered on her body, and then—as soon as Tonatiu grasped her, everything just now was like an illusion, and she turned into a black ritual dagger with nothing special.

"Blade of the Dark Empire ?!!" Torcedrin exclaimed in shock. "How is it, how is it...... In your hands, how can you be so calm? ”

"That's what I'm capable of. And I'm immune to your attack just now, that's what I'm capable of. Tonatiu, after showing off his materialistic aura again, proposed to the prince of Sindra:

"Let's make a deal. I'll help you solve the problem of Imutar and the energy crisis. In return, Erezaras's magic tome must be open to me unconditionally. Syndra mages, accept my employment as well. ”

Prince Tosedlin opened his mouth silently.

"That can't be." He whispered. "You can't do it. No one can do it, no ......"

After confirming that Santis on the ground was still unconscious, Tonatiu interrupted him:

"Elisander, or Talisa. Do you know them? ”

"The leader of the high-ranking warlocks in Sulama City? Talissa, I've heard her name a long time ago. She is an excellent arcanist in Sulama City, and she has a great future. Torsedlin frowned and whispered. Why did you mention their names? Surama had vanished from the ground 10,000 years ago, and there was no news of it again. ”

"If I say, Sulama City is still there. And the people inside are still doing well, far hundreds of times better than your Sindra. So, what would you think? Tonatiu said.

"Impossible! The Well of Eternity is shattered! The civilians led by Tyrande and Malfurion, aided by the dragon, took a different path. But we, the former aristocrats, have been abandoned! Even if Sulama is still around, they can't be better off than we are! Prince Thorcedrin retorted loudly.

Tonatiu smiled.

Suramar City is an ancient Night Elf city that is now supposed to be the center of power for the Nightchild civilization.

Children of the Night - in fact, it is one of the variants of Kadore, anyway, elves and trolls are too easy to evolve unique characteristics due to different energy and geography.

Although not as glamorous as Sin-Asaline, the former capital of the Kadore Empire, Sulamar was also one of the largest and most important cities in the Kadore Empire before the collapse of the world.

The city is home to many famous people in Kadore, including the Angry Wind Brothers, the Priestess Tyrande Yufeng, the Shadow Song Brothers, and many more.

In the game, Surama and the Children of the Night in it hid in a paradise for tens of thousands of years, and finally re-emerged due to another invasion by the Legion.

According to the plot in the game, it would be decades before Surama appeared. Today, Sulama is still in a prosperous state of flowers, fires, and oil.

Compared to Sindra, who was forced to suck demons, and Queldore, who was later abused in various ways, became the fallen elves of Sartre and Naga, the current life of the Chardores is simply heaven.

"Have you ever heard of the Pillar of Creation?" Tonatiu didn't continue to ramble, and said directly: "The arcanists of Surama have used the Pillars of Creation to create a source of energy that can be used by them. With the power of the artifact, they live a good life. ”

"Impossible! Wait, how do you know that? Even if what you say is true, it's extremely secretive. Even Nordasil doesn't know, how can you, a troll, know so much about us?! Prince Tosedlin asked.

"Guess." Tonatiu said calmly. "It's like I guessed your name is Torcedrin. Sulama's current situation is also my guess. ”

Prince Tosedlin didn't believe him at all, guess - can such a thing be guessed?

And Tonatiu said that the people in the city of Sulama lived a very good life with the help of the artifact, but he vaguely believed it.

It is recorded in the books of Eresaras that once upon a time, the arcanists of Sulama City had long pursued various artifacts, and it was the artifact capital of the Magic Empire of Kadore.

Even Queen Aishara trusted the Arcanists of Surama, placing a number of artifacts there, including the Tidestone that was later shattered by the Angry Queen.

If the arcanists in Sulama City use the power of those artifacts to hide Sulama and create a source of magical energy.

Tosedlin believes that there is a great deal of technical maneuverability.

After all, Sindra, who only has a bunch of books and magic books, can scratch the head of the demon to suck.

There is no reason why there are many artifacts, and the high-level Surama leaders who are also more powerful than Sindra in the study of the arcanist, do not do much.

As for Tonatyu's information about the city of Sulama, Tosedlin was somewhat convinced.

"Why should I trust you?" Tosedlin said. "Even if what you say is true. Why should I trust you? You're a troll, I'm an elf. We are natural enemies. ”

"We're not enemies." Tonatiu shook the Santis he was holding in his left hand angrily, and his voice began to muffle. "And...... You don't have a choice! ”

Tosseldrin tried to refute, but was shocked because the troll's figure had disappeared in place, and a huge sword stuck in the tree.

The next moment, a strong force struck.

Letting his guard down, Tosedlin was grabbed by the collar and pressed against the tree by Tonatyiu's right hand.

So fast!

How can it be so fast?!

And my vigilance and defense magic don't work!

Tosedlin was shocked.

"If I want to kill you. Even if you hide in Herresaras, I can pull you out, poke you in the stomach, and pull out your intestines. Tie a knot in your neck with your intestines. Tonatiu, who had been smiling and talking, said threateningly with a cold expression for the first time.

"You don't have a choice." He said. "Either work with me and listen to me. Either Eresaras is broken and Sindra is displaced. And you, will be the first burial object! ”

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