With the help of large pterosaurs, it takes a day and a night to get from Zutona to the entrance to Angolo Crater.

That's more than 15 times faster than the trolls can walk.

This is the distance calculated by Tonatiu after leaving the main force.

On the evening of the third day after leaving Zutona, he rode the pterodactyl with Modra and finally arrived at the entrance to the Angolo crater.

Wait for him to land.

I don't know how to know in advance, Delzla has already taken thousands of trolls and knelt in the black pressure of the fortress construction site.

With the setting sun on the west side of Tanalis, the rivers and mountains are picturesque, and the sun is like blood.

This made a sense of pride rise in Tonatiu's heart, and this kind of treatment of people everywhere he went was easy to fascinate people.

Rights are a good thing.

If you want to hold the right all the time, you must remember that the right comes with the responsibility.

Only use the rights, not the corresponding responsibilities. That right will never last long, like writing on the beach, like farming in the desert.

I sighed a little in my heart.

With a little power of faith, Tonatiu allowed himself and the Anemo pterosaur to glow and land in front of the trolls.

"Tonna and Tiu are watching you!"

He didn't make a big sound.

But it seemed to be sent into the hearts of every troll present, making them feel uplifted from the bottom of their hearts, and the tiredness of the day seemed to dissipate automatically.

This is the power of faith. Only a devout believer can sense such power.

Tonatiu can already do the operation of the god stick in his hand, and he can come to the operation of a wave of Luoa gods at any time and anywhere.

He picked a random spot, and his voice continued: "What trolls can't do, God can." I have come so that you may receive a gift from God and have it more abundantly. ”

The voice fell.

His hand raised.

Under the blazing gaze of thousands of trolls, a beam of light fell from the originally dry clearing in the center of the camp.

After the light dissipates.

There was a large spring of crystal clear water that could hold a dozen trolls, and the water was constantly overflowing.

It was created out of thin air, and what appeared was the most scarce clear water in the desert. This one-handed operation, even Modra was a little stunned.

Not to mention the thousands of trolls present, Dezra cheered with them, chanting the names of Tonna and Tiu, and dancing as if it were a New Year's holiday.

The entrance to Angolo Crater is located at the junction of the rainforest and the desert, and although it is surrounded by rainforest on one side, it is not easy to get water.

The trolls had to walk for half a day to fetch water from the rainforest, which was very hard.

Now that there is such a large spring, there is no need to worry about water resources here.

Consuming a [Endless Spring Water] filled with a wave of magic sticks, Tonatiu was very calm.

His voice rang out again.

Not too.

But as if with divine power, the cheering trolls instantly fell silent and listened to his voice.

"This place is now called Zuan Fortress! Make the Zaun Fortress the first and most stable barrier in Zutona! ”

He gave the fortress a name.

Among the trolls, Dezla was the first to react, and the slender and slender and tall troll female general raised her arms and shouted:

"Zaun Fortress! Zuan Fortress! The Lord's Fortress! ”

"Zuan Fortress!"

"Zuan Fortress!"

"Zaun Fortress! Zuan Fortress! ”

“……”

Cheers resounded over the newly-born fortress of Zaun, and the super fortress that would shock the Azeroth coalition forces in the future was simply born.

……

Meanwhile.

Another continent across the Endless Sea.

Stormwind Kingdom.

The first commercial town in the kingdom, northeast of the town of Shining Gold.

North County Abbey.

As dusk fell, the monastery, which had been busy all day, was finally a little quieter.

In a well-guarded chamber of the monastery, a slender figure stood beside a bed.

On the bed lay a black-haired, delicate face that looked like a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

The boy's eyes were closed, as if he were sleeping. But the quality of his sleep is probably very bad, and he sometimes shows expressions of horror, remorse, gloom, guilt and anger in his sleep.

Looking at the boy's performance, the figure on the side of the bed didn't say anything. Her face, shrouded in a cloak of darkness, was also invisible.

Shan saw that she slowly stretched out her hand and put it on the young man's head, and her voice was very soft: "Dear...... I'm just taking back a little bit of my strength. I'll give it back to you when I'm done with it. ”

As she spoke, a vein of energy appeared in her hand. The energy veins communicated her and the boy's body, quiet but with infinite majestic power. If a mage saw this scene, he would definitely be shocked by the terrifying energy contained in the energy veins.

Maybe half an hour passed, maybe just a few minutes.

When she noticed the footsteps outside, she whispered, "Child, it's time for me to go again." I'll keep coming tomorrow and I'll make you better! ”

The next moment.

Her form vanished in the chamber, leaving only a curling pale blue arcane energy that quickly dissipated.

And that's at this time.

The door to the chamber was reopened, and a group of merfolk dressed in the robes of the Priest of Light entered, followed by two other boys who looked about the same age as the boy in the bed.

There were six priests in total, and they stood around the long-haired black boy on the bed, and one of the old priests whispered, "Let's begin." ”

With his command.

The six priests of the Holy Light opened the sacred deed they had been holding, and a sacred groan floated out of their mouths, turning into divine energy in the air, and falling on the black-haired boy on the bed like rain.

The results were almost immediate.

The black-haired boy's face, which had been a little painful just now, slowly calmed down under the healing of the holy light, as if he had really slept.

But the treatment didn't stop.

Among the six pastors happened to be the trainee pastor who kindly saved a farmer's child in the western wilderness the other day, and he was recently promoted to full pastor.

His first job as a full-fledged pastor was to come to this secret room and do his part for the poor boy.

He came from another distant human realm, and came to the Kingdom of Stormwind with the belief that the Light would be spread for the benefit of mankind.

His name is Alonsos.

Alonsos was a little curious about the identity of the boy on the bed, what kind of identity would make His Royal Highness the only crown prince of the Stormwind Kingdom and the incomparably noble Arathor bloodline afterglow care so much.

Every time you are treated.

The two distinguished teenagers would be present to pray to the Light for their friends and to wish their friends heartily.

One way or another.

Alonsos felt that this was all a manifestation of friendship, but the three young children had such a deep affection, and the Holy Light would be touched by it!

He looked at the black-haired boy on the bed, and he didn't know what was hidden in this small body.

The Light will make you well.

Alonsos thought.

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