Hillsbrad Hills.

By the beach.

Tonatiu's feet were stomping on the soft beach, and there were trembling crumbs standing next to him.

"How many tribes do you have in your tribe??"

The Troll King asked softly.

Crack fins, but they dare not neglect at all.

Because it knew that the troll who looked a bit strange and overly strong was actually the husband of a Dalaran Dharma Lord!

There are actually children!

As a foreign race, it can actually make a Dalaran master fall in love with him.

How amazing this is.

What's more, it is also a mage of great level, and he even witnessed the scene of Tonatiu killing Dakas Luoning in seconds that day and scaring away the Black Dragon Prince.

Tonatiu, it is a supreme awe in its heart.

As a cultured fishman, it cannot call Tonatiu the master like an ordinary fishman. After thinking about it, the fishman master replied in person:

"Dear Troll King. In the mine revenge, we lost almost 95% of the soldiers and army. There are about 20,000 people in the tribe, but they are all old fishmen and fishmen tadpoles. There are less than 500 people who can participate in the battle now."

It thought Tonatiu wanted a fishman army. After all, what the fishman could provide for him could only be called a military in name, but actually a cannon fodder fishman warrior.

However, now they really have no way to provide troops, even if they are the fishman army with combat power once they get ashore.

Tonatiu was a little shocked when he heard this.

These fin-breaking fish men are so poor?

Okay, my little fishman, it's not small at all. If the fishman, which is about the same size as Mie Jinlonglulu, could be called a little fishman, there would be no big fishman in this world.

In Fitz's fishman kingdom, there are millions of ordinary fishman, tens of thousands of elite fishman warriors, thousands of talented fishman mages, thousands of trend hunters and messy professions.

To be honest, Fitz Tide Hunter can be regarded as a prince in the sea.

Tonatiu Nazha's Broken Fined Fishman is actually very unfair compared to Fitz's Fishman Kingdom.

Fitz's kingdom was sheltered by him for several years, and was ruled by the fishman kingdom ruled by his blood king, plus efficient faith bonuses.

The Kingdom of Fitz is no longer the traditional Azeroth fishman.

The tribe of Crooked Fenfried Tribe, which has tens of thousands of fishmen and thousands of fishmen warriors, is generally the normal organizational ability of Azeroth fish people.

Very few fish tribes have more than 100,000 fish mouths, and more than 100,000 fish tribes. Often, not wild, they are usually slaughtered by the Nagas, or the fish kingdom where the druids become kings.

If Tonatiu wants to unify the fishman here, the best way is to let Fitz come.

Fitz has part of his bloodline and can be said to be his first voter.

Its existence has a radiation effect on the fishmen around it.

The fishmen living near Fitz will naturally become stronger and smarter, and will eat a bigger appetite than ordinary fishmen.

If Fitz comes here.

At most three years, without external forces to stop it, it can create another fishman kingdom here.

However, compared with the coastal areas of the eastern continent, the coastal areas of Kalimdo are simpler and relatively less complicated.

So the development speed will be faster there. In the Eastern Kingdoms, there will be many restrictions on the fishman's rapid development.

Not to mention anything else, the human kingdom will soon notice the wild growth of fishmen by the sea.

But Fitz couldn't come.

It's not that it doesn't want to come.

It was Tonatiu who was not going to let it come.

The Fishman Kingdom cannot leave Fitz's command. Tonatiu also hopes that one day the Fishman Kingdom will land in battle. He does not want to interrupt the good development and evolutionary momentum of the Fishman Kingdom.

After thinking about it, Tonatiu said to Cbang Broken Fin: "Where is your brother?"

The brother of the Fishman Mage is the chief of this tribe, a strong Fishman warrior supported by Modra.

Like other barbaric races, the leader is often the most capable of fighting or communicating with the superiors.

To put it bluntly, it is either a warrior, a priest, a sacrificial, a shaman, or something like that.

In fact, except for Dalaran and Quelthalas, there are not many places where the mage is in charge.

"It's very hurt." said the fishman master, "it's hidden and doesn't want to see us..."

That day, the chief of the fish was used as the fishy mass of the human cavalry that threatened the fishy mage. Three limbs were cut off and the fish was bleeding all over the ground.

The injuries are extremely serious, and it is already a blessing to be able to live.

Afterwards, it automatically abdicated and handed over the tribe's rights to its younger brother.

This kind of power is simply considered a kind and respectful brother among fishmen. The transfer of power in ordinary fishmen tribes is extremely cruel.

In wild fish people, the new chief often eats the old chief and is then eaten by the next chief.

"Then you will command them." Tonatiu didn't care and directly handed over the power to the wizard. "You will be responsible for all the wizards under the jurisdiction of Modra and me in the future."

Tonatiu directly appointed its rights, and the other party was frightened and he didn't care to take a few steps.

suddenly.

Under the soft beach.

Give it a sound.

It's a bit like the sound of an egg being trampled.

Tonatiu looked down and saw a white fish egg that was much bigger than a goose egg, accidentally trampled by himself.

"Forehead……"

This seems to be the egg of the fishman tadpole, which is the egg of the little fishman.

When the fishman hatched, it was almost a fish, and then it slowly evolved into limbs and special heads.

Their newborns are called fishman tadpoles, and they are undoubtedly egg-borne.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it." Tonatiu said innocently.

"Please don't care. Your Majesty." The fishman mage said without caring, "It's just an egg of a fishman tadpole. A female fishman will lay more than a dozen such eggs a month. If there is enough food, you can lay more than thirty one month!"

Having said that, after all, it was trampling on someone's egg. I don't know which unlucky female fishman was who laid the tadpole eggs here and buried them under the sand.

Out of curiosity, Tonatiu squatted down, and he wanted to see what the fishman's egg looked like.

"kindness?"

After squatting down, Tonatiu noticed something strange.

It's right that he stomped the egg, but it seems that it is no longer an egg to be precise, it is about to start hatching.

The troll king dug up the egg that was trampled by himself from the sand and found a tadpole that was dying, like a catfish, gasping in the egg white.

Looking at the poor fishman tadpole, Tonatiu hesitated for a moment, thinking about it and decided to do something for it.

After all, it is a life.

After my daughter was born and met her, Tonatiu, who had completely integrated into this world, became much more emotional than before.

If it was the past, what would it be like to stomp such an egg?

When he was playing dungeons in the game, he stomped through more than hundreds of eggs, but he was simply thousands of them.

Otherwise, where will the achievements of the Train King come from?

Tonatiu stretched out a thick finger and said to the poor fishman tadpole in the fishman's words:

"A new fishman. You will witness the brilliant rise of the Broken Fins. I will give you new life and future in the name of the God King."

A drop of golden blood, wrapped in the power of faith, dripped into the broken eggshell and dripped on the tadpole's head.

The fishman mage next to him suddenly showed an extremely envious look in his swollen fish eyes.

The divine blood was absorbed by the pitiful and lucky tadpoles, and Tonatiu looked at it with the ability of the system:

[Nameless fishman cub: Level 2 divine blood fishman, weak, fanatical]

Due to his temporary sensibility, Tonatiu waited until the divine blood dripped out before he remembered to do so, which was equivalent to creating another little Fizz.

He originally wanted to save it, but after all, he was trampling on the eggshell by himself.

But there is no conventional treatment method, and the only treatment method is only one.

After scratching his head, Tonati U holds the energetic, extremely lively and active fishman tadpoles in the eggshell.

He handed it to the wizard and told it: "Take good care of it. It will bring glory to the wizard."

The fishman mage took it carefully, and the drop of golden blood just now blinded its eyes.

It was not until this moment that it vaguely guessed the identity of Tonatiu.
To be continued...