Founder of the new Zul Empire.

The God King in the mouths of the empire's subjects, and the Mad King Tonatiu in the mouths of other trolls who don't accept the name of the New Zul Empire.

In the past year.

When he rests, he occasionally has strange dreams.

In the dream, he seemed to be a lonely traveler, walking in the long history of the planet Azeroth.

In the dream, he was a spectator with no dialogue, no story, and no emotions, but the silhouette in the mirror was a thin Chinese young man with black hair and eyes.

The difference was that in the dream he looked in front of the mirror, his face was so pale that he was almost lifeless, and his dark hair was dry and dull, making him look like a ghost.

From chaos like ink, to the emergence of light. The light begins to condense, and the dust in the universe is attracted by the light.

The dust gathered into huge clods, and in the endless darkness, a lifeless planet was born.

At the end of the final big explosion of darkness and light, the last ray of light rushed into the inorganic dead planet.

Star Soul is born.

He began to work hard to obtain all the energy, and finally a chaotic but energy-filled planet was born.

The elements began to appear on the surface of his body. Because his existence took away the excess fifth element, the elements on his body were locked in a violent melee for a long time.

Darkness falls.

He was in pain.

He is helpless.

Fortunately, He is not alone. The elders have traveled through countless worlds to find Him.

He was initially healed.

A powerful brother goes crazy.

He was in danger again.

Fortunately, He also began to truly develop at that time, and those lovely creatures began to appear on Him.

After countless years.

After many hardships.

Still in danger.

He still survived.

He seemed to want to say something to the people on Earth in the dream, but there seemed to be a thin film between his eyes.

This film doesn't look thick, but it's always there.

In these weird dreams.

Tonatius always wanted to speak to Him.

But no matter how hard he tried, the words kept getting stuck in his throat.

Every time I was stuck until I had no choice but to wake up.

Just like today.

He woke up again.

"call……"

The god-king in the eyes of the imperial subjects, Tonatiu sighed helplessly.

"It's Azeroth. It's Star Soul. Ai-chan, what do you want to say to me?"

From the first such dream, Tonatiu suspected that this was a dream entrusted to him by the Star Soul.

The problem is that I have had this kind of dream hundreds of times, and the content is almost the same every time, and the ending is naturally the same.

Tonatiu was suspicious.

You may need to turn yourself into an inorganic substance in order to communicate with the star soul.

Just like the future Diamond King.

Only after the dwarf becomes a diamond man can he hear the voice of the star soul and become the spokesperson of Azeroth.

But Tonatiu doesn't want to turn into a diamond or an inorganic substance...

In that case, how much fun it would be to have a troll!

For example now...

There was no way that Maisili would have a second sister if she was lying next to her, pushing over in the middle of the night, and insisting on sleeping between her parents.

Tonatiu looked at his lovely sleeping daughter and his beautiful and sexy Titan Vrykul wife.

this morning.

Modera teleported here from the Jasper Territory with her daughter.

Starting a year ago.

Master Modera can open the teleportation gate and teleport back and forth between Zutona and Jasper Territory.

Since then, she and her daughter have often come here to play and reunite. They stay here at least ten days a month.

Last night, after Modera successfully coaxed her daughter Maisili to sleep, she secretly came over to prepare for having a second child with Tonatiu.

As a result, the battle hasn't started yet.

When Maisili was a little over a year old, she ran over crying and insisted on sleeping between her parents.

Of course, the campaign to create mixed-race children can only be stopped temporarily.

Maxri, who is more than one year old, does not know why she is favored by a high-ranking being, that is, the great Moon Goddess Elune.

It is also the reason why the hybrid gene of Titan vrykul and demigod troll is too strong. Her growth and development speed exceeds the speed of most intelligent races on Earth and Azeroth.

Obviously only one Azeroth year has passed, and it has only been 14 Azeroth months since she was born.

But not to mention her physical and body development, her IQ and emotional intelligence development have reached the level of a child on earth who is about three years old.

The child who is a little over one year old can actually speak, although his speech is a bit unclear.

What's outrageous is that she can naturally switch between troll language and human lingua franca.

Let’s talk about body shape again.

At just over a year old, she looked like a giant human baby about one meter tall.

The term "giant baby" means that her facial features and figure are clearly those of a child, but her height and weight are only 1.2 meters.

Fortunately, her parents are not small at all. Her mother is over five meters tall. After a year of hard work, her father is finally almost four meters tall.

The 1.2-meter-tall Maisili is lying between her parents, just like a human newborn lying between her parents.

Tonatius was lying on his side on the special large bed, looking at the sleeping postures of his daughter and wife.

In my father's heart, she will always be little Maisili. She is sleeping soundly, with her round apple face and her half-open and half-closed mouth like a bud about to bloom. She often laughs out loud in her sleep.

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Modera, the de facto mistress of the human Jasper Territory and the Master of Dalaran.

This mage girl, who was mysterious and dignified in front of others, gentle and delicate in front of Tonatiu, has long since lost her childish appearance.

Under the dual nourishment of love and family affection, she is not only beautiful and sexy, but also dignified and virtuous.

If it weren't for a certain Naga leader who has often been near Zutiu in the past six months, using his second daughter as a threat and often forcing him to relive old dreams with her.

Tonatiu dared to swear that he would always be loyal to his beloved Modera in this life.

But now...

But he no longer dared to make such an oath.

What happened once every half month made him lose the confidence to swear.

After admiring the sleeping posture of his dear wife and lovely child for a while, Tonatius quietly got up.

He kissed her and the child gently on their foreheads, causing Modera to wake up.

"Honey?"

"I can't sleep a little. Let's go out and sit for a while. Don't get up. Come along. Maisili will make trouble again when she wakes up."

"Okay, dear, don't think too much. Maybe those buildings and green creatures are not what you think?"

"Ha. I'm not worried about this. We trolls will kill the monsters when they come, and block the sandstorms when they come. Don't worry, my love. I will definitely protect you and our children."

"I love you my love."

"Sweet dreams."

Tonatiu kissed her forehead again, and covered the quilt again that had been kicked open by Maisi Li's chubby legs.

Although due to the existence of the Eternal Statue, the weather in Zutona City will not be too hot or cold, the quilt that Maisili covers is only a thin quilt.
To be continued...