A storm of magic resounded in the court of trolls, and as a former close friend of the Guardian of Magic, the Black Dragonlord's sorcery prowess was ranked among the best in the history of Azeroth.

He is not known for his magic and sorcery skills, it is because his other powers are more prominent.

The imprisoned magic field, which had never missed a beat, descended on Tonatiu's body, and the Troll King didn't even move.

The magic force field was raging around him, but Tonatiu, who was in the center of the force field, did not look anxious at all.

Deathwing finally saw that his magic didn't work, and the troll king in front of him was not caught by himself.

He didn't believe in evil, and quickly unleashed another spell. This time, to be on the safe side, the Guardian of the Earth used the power of the Earth.

If it's any other enemy, even if it's an opponent of his level. At this moment, when facing his magic, he will immediately feel the terrifying pressure of the earth descending on him.

The earth will instantly turn into a cage that imprisons the enemies of the Guardians of the Earth, when only the sky is safe.

Then, the magic doesn't work again.

The Troll King even yawned.

Not...... Although I don't have to sleep, it's too late, and I still feel a little sleepy.

"You learned the secret art of breaking demons from Quel'Thalas?" The Black Dragon King, whose magic failed twice, did not use a third spell.

He said curiously.

"It shouldn't be possible. You're a real troll, not in disguise. With the relationship between trolls and elves, those white-skinned long-eared people will never give you such a thing. ”

"And even if it's really the magic breaking secret of the white-skinned and long-eared people, it is impossible to crack my spell."

"How did you do that?"

Tonatiu was relaxed on the surface, but in fact he was already vigilant inside, and a hand had quietly pressed on the hilt of Saratas's sword.

"Have you ever heard of materialists?" Tonatiu asked him rhetorically.

"Materialist?"

"It is the one who believes in materialism."

"What's that?"

Good opportunity, sure enough, the Black Dragon King, who has not yet been fully sealed, can still have a chat, and Tonatiu, who is delaying time, begins to brag about Kan Dashan without scruples.

He is now glad that as a student of the Chinese Celestial Empire, he has the subject of politics and morality in high school and college.

If it were a time-traveler from another country and didn't read this specifically, there would be no way to use this to brag to the Black Dragon King to delay time.

"Materialism is one of the two fundamental schools of philosophy, and its system of thought is the opposite of idealism," Tonateu said. ”

In Deathwing's somewhat bewildered expression, he continued, "It correctly answers the question of who is first and who is second to consciousness and matter, mind and being. ”

"Wait a minute? What is Philosophy? Deathwing asked curiously.

Tonatiu, who was interrupted, was not angry at all, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "Philosophy is the study of the senses of living beings in the world. It is a kind of knowledge that sometimes seems useful, and sometimes it seems that even the feces of the boar people are not comparable. ”

"I seem to understand what you say." Deathwing said. "The philosophy you are talking about should be a kind of learning to understand and think about the world we live in, right?"

It is worthy of the Black Dragon King.

Among the five-colored dragon kings, the most courageous and gentle one.

Tonatiu's words were a bit tongue-twisting, but he could understand them at once.

"That's right." The Troll King approving.

"Materialism believes that matter is the first nature, consciousness is the second nature, matter is the origin of the world, there is matter first, then consciousness, matter determines consciousness, and consciousness is the reflection of matter."

Tonatiu read the contents of the textbook, and he only remembered the beginning, and he almost forgot the rest of the things.

In fact, even he didn't fully understand this sentence, but Deathwing seemed to understand it again.

He actually drew inferences and said, "Troll King, what do you mean by this." Does it mean that the body is more important than the soul compared to the body? Without a body, there is no foundation for the existence of a soul? What do you call a materialist, something that thinks the body is more important? ”

Tonatiu applauded, "That's right. This may be materialism, which does not seem to fit Azeroth. Because Azeroth's soul can continue to exist after leaving the body......"

"Very interesting statement. But that doesn't explain why my magic doesn't work on you. Deathwing laughed for the first time.

"Troll King, it's interesting to talk to you. I want to take you back so that you can hear the wailing of the earth. I'd like to know if you'll be able to talk to me like that at that point. ”

Nonsense, really like that. How is it possible to continue to talk to you about this?

The pain of the earth is real in Azeroth, not Deathwing's imagination.

During the Cataclysm, Thrall's soul was detached from his body and thrown into the quicksand of time by the Eternal Dragon.

It was Deathwing who found him and wanted to kill Thrall. The mad Deathwing made the mistake that all villains would make, and in order for Thrall to experience his pain, he injected a shred of the power of the Guardian of the Earth into Thrall's soul.

What does Sal feel like?

Do you feel strong?

No, after so much pain, the world of Sa, who was born as a gladiator, should be fearless.

It is only one-ten-thousandth of the power of the Earth Guardian who bears the Deathwing, and the pain it bears should only be one-ten-thousandth of that of the Black Dragon King.

But in that moment, Thrall's soul was torn apart by pain, and the reason why he could be revered as the world's Sa was only because he endured one-ten-thousandth of the pain brought by the one-thousandth power of Deathwing.

Maybe not even one in 10,000.

There is no strength, and neither is the pain.

Thinking about Sal like this, Nessario, who has borne this pain for tens of thousands of years and has to be forced to talk by the ancient gods, his madness is almost doomed.

It has nothing to do with his character.

On the contrary, his madness may have persisted for a few more years because of his steady character.

If several other dragon kings took on this heavy responsibility, it was likely that they would go crazy sooner than him.

The reason why the Titans and the Titan Guardians gave him this task is because his personality is the most suitable.

Tonatiu thinks he can't compare to Deathwing and Worldsa in terms of willpower.

He didn't want to bear the pain.

Regarding the Black Dragon King's ill intentions, Tonatiu clearly refused: "I'm sorry, I don't want to go with you. I have my responsibilities. The duty of the Guardians of the Earth is to guard the world and watch over the prisoners. My duty is to protect the trolls......"

"There's a bug coming." The Black Dragon King said suddenly, and after speaking, he saw Tonatiu stop talking, and an expression of realization flashed on his face.

"Looks like you've been dragging your feet. The Troll King. He watched as Zul came quickly with some trolls, and a strange-looking black dragon in the midst of the storm, staring at him fiercely from the sky.

The Black Dragon King laughed.

"Do you think that's useful?"