Bite! A new side quest, Their Gaze, has been detected! 】

【Description:

At first, it was far away and dark.

When hatred erupts, there is fire.

When the wound is scarred, it is dirt.

The cry of pain gave birth to the wind.

What seeped down from heaven was a sea of tears.

We are born of darkness.

The world is covered with knowledge.

It is for anger, hurt, pain, and sorrow.

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[Requirements: Contact with the Followers of the Ancient Gods 1/1]

【Reward: Saratas's Understanding】

【Ding! Congratulations on completing the quest Their Gaze! 】

【Ding! Under pressure from other kinds, Saratas now says she doesn't care about your confinement, if you release her from it! 】

【……】

Tonatiu, who was talking to a Zandalar troll named Anakin who praised himself as a Dara wanderer, was unaware of a large number of such prompts popping up in his retina.

After reading it.

He couldn't help but sneak a glance at Anakin, the talkative troll bartender who talked a lot about him, mostly about Zandalara's customs.

There is some information that could be useful to Tonatiu:

For example, Rastaha, Prince of Zandalara, who is in his 200s, is supported by a respected dark prophet who is feared by trolls. Not long ago, he had just ascended the throne as the new god-king of Zandalara.

For example, if you are departing from Kakisen. If you don't encounter any problems along the way, you can reach the Zendara Islands by sea in about a month.

For example, not long ago, a large group of Zandalar trolls disembarked from Gakison's side, supposedly going to Zulfarak.

For example, the hot sand group has made some big moves recently, as if it is preparing to buy something big****** such as ......

Tonatiu had just felt that a few silver coins were worth the money, and that he could get so much information.

Unexpectedly, the system told him that the Zandalar troll wanderer in front of him, who looked very talkative, and although fierce but not aggressive, was actually a believer in the ancient gods......

It's a troll.

Since the war with Naboa.

Because Saratas had absorbed her own blood, Tonatiu, who was worried about her doing something, had been locked up in confinement and refused to let her go.

In fact, sometimes Tonatiu still misses the nagging of the old god's little sister, and if the well-informed Salatas is willing to be a personal maid and secretary little sister, he can actually give Tonatiu's Azeroth career some help.

But whoever called her an ancient god that everyone feared, Tonatiu couldn't believe her character, so he had to block the matter.

Although sometimes he really wants to hear the voice of the young lady.

It seemed that now that the system had certified her safe, Tonatiu had released her confinement on Saratas, allowing her to communicate with her again in the sea of spiritual consciousness.

"Heh~~"

The young lady of the ancient god who had just been released sneered.

"Hehe......"

Tonatiu responded with a friendly laugh.

Although it was embarrassing to laugh in the sea of consciousness like this, Saratas finally spoke.

"In front of you stands a Kthun believer, and he is curious about you."

Tonatiu glanced at Anakin, the troll bartender was wiping his glass, and he smiled back when he saw Tonatiu looking at him.

Crude but arrogant, it made it difficult for Tonathius to associate him with the sneaky Twilight cultists.

But trolls are not disguised.

Even the Archbishop of the Holy Light can become the Archbishop of Twilight, and it seems that it is not a big deal for a mere troll to believe in Cthun.

"I'm curious......"

"Is Cthun more powerful, or is Yugsaron stronger? Of course, Lord Saratas should be the strongest! ”

"Don't speak in that tone! Trolls, this disgusts me! It's not worth showing off if you're strong or not! The strongest of us has been destroyed, and the weakest of us seem to be living more comfortably! ”

"Okay. You're right. ”

Tonatiu put down the glass in his hand and said to Anakin, "It's late. Thanks for your story tonight, Anakin, it's time for me to go back to bed. ”

"May Loa bless you."

The rugged troll bartender smiled.

I really can't see what the trolls have to do with the old gods, and even the words of goodbye are normal blessings that polite trolls would say.

Tonatiu also smiled and nodded.

"May Lezan bless you!"

He responded with a smile.

"I am not a member of the royal family of Zandalara, and the Supreme Loa will not favor me. For a troll like me, Bonsandy is probably the only one who looks at me once or twice, but he's just curious when I'm under his control. ”

Anakin said lightly.

Tonatiu shrugged as he walked back up the stairs of his hotel room before continuing to communicate with Salatas: "I'm curious about your place in your sect. You should be one of the Old Gods, but that's all that's left. Compared to those who are imprisoned, you are the only one who is free. ”

"It's sad. Those who are alive are not free, and those who are free can only survive. What outsiders and their lackeys have done to us is unimaginable to mortals! ”

Tonatiu shrugged imperceptibly.

What the Titans did to the Old Gods seemed too much to the Old Gods and the Void, but from Azeroth's point of view, wouldn't you Old Gods be too much?

People are a little Titan, and they are still hiding in the placenta to develop. You tumors are entangled in themselves, and you don't allow the other party's compatriots to find a way to do surgery?

Tonatiu's opinion of the Titan has changed somewhat after the murals of the Shaper's Terrace, but he still thinks that the Titan is on the order side of the more negotiable.

If it is an unspeakable void force, if it is not protected by the aura of materialism. It is estimated that even if there is a system, he is now distorted.

Listening to Salatas' complaints, Tonatiu had an idea in his mind, maybe he could try to use Salatas to get some advantage from the craziest believers in Azeroth?

Maybe in the name of Salatas when the need arises, let these guys do something.

Like attacking Zulfarak or something......

Think of it this way.

He came to the hotel room.

Opening the door, Lulu looked up at him, shook his stout muscular tail, and continued to lie on the ground to rest.

A faint blue light rippled from Etiyesh's body, reining in its aura.

Modra lay on the bed and slept very soundly. I don't know if it's a dream, but the pretty fair little face is full of smiles, purring and snoring.

"It's fun!"

"Buried the descendants of the human mages of the Amani Empire, but walked with the trolls. If her teachers saw this, I wondered what the expressions on their faces would be! ”

"I'm not an Amani troll, and I'm not a forest troll. The past of Dalaran and Amani has nothing to do with me. "Tonatiu is calm and authentic.

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