Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 13 Zuul's Actions

The sore muscles all over his body told Dasa that he had reached his limit at this moment, and he could no longer continue to fight; but Dasa knew very well that his enemies today were only the three blood trolls in front of him.

As long as they were killed, the invasion faced by the tribe would be over this time. Those blood troll hunters were no match for his tribe hunters. It was these three casters who really threatened the entire tribe.In order to ensure the victory of this war, Dasa must kill them.

"You came to the wrong place!"

After Daza pulled the spear out of the infected Deinonychus eye socket, he shook off the stains on it, rearranged his posture and ran towards the two blood god priests who were closest to him.

"Really? I think that you will be a good sacrifice! Oh, you actually killed one of my priests! I asked why there is no news from Radha, the Blood God will like you very much."

Corsalia saw that Dasa was exhausted, and she also noticed the totem pole that was tied to Dasa's back and had not had time to take it off, and she recognized the origin of the totem pole.

Being able to kill one of her priests was enough to prove her strength.

"It doesn't matter, your totem pole will stay when the time comes!"

Dasa heard Corsalia's words, and the spear in his hand was already very close to one of the other priests.

When the blade of the red copper dagger was about to hit the blood god priest in front of him, a dense scarlet mist sprayed out from the opponent's mouth.

Seeing this, Dasa immediately blocked the shield in his hand, and continued to stab forward with the spear in his hand.

The blow was unsurprisingly missed.

The scarlet blood mist blocked Dasa's sight, but there was no other damage.

"Nisia, Rama, how long are you waiting for!"

Kesalia hid in the blood mist, and was very dissatisfied with the actions of her two priests. In her opinion, when Dasa had just charged over, the two should have captured him with spells.

However, Rama almost died under the opponent's spear.

How can this not make her angry.

One of her priests has died at the hands of the other party, a rough man without the protection of the loa gods; if she loses a priest, then Corsalia will be ridiculed by other war mistresses when she returns to Nazmir of.

"Yes, Matron."

After listening to Corsalia's reprimand, the two blood god priests immediately released the binding spells they had prepared into the area shrouded in blood mist.

Two spells that looked like blood streams hit Dasa who was like a headless fly scurrying in the blood mist.

His limbs were bound by these two girdles.

The moment his body was controlled, Dasa was startled.

shit!
Except for a piece of animal skin around his waist, Zul had no other covering on his body, and in his hand was holding the red copper dagger that Dasa gave him as a gift.

"I found it, Your Majesty Lezan! I am Zul, a friend of Dasa, and this time I am here to ask you to fulfill your bet."

Zul stood at the entrance of the cave where Rezan lived, and said loudly.

Rezan's cave didn't have the stench like any beast's cave, and it wasn't dark inside either.

On the contrary, the cave shimmered from the inside out.

Thanks to such obvious traces, a guy like Zuer with no hunting experience could find this place.

"Oh, you are the unlucky one. You said you want me to fulfill the bet with Dasa? Then tell me, where are the Dasa people?"

Rezan was watching a good show, but he didn't expect to be disturbed by Zuer, he walked out of the cave slowly with some displeasure.

"Chief Dasa is fighting against the blood trolls to protect the tribe. Your Majesty Rezan, our tribe needs your protection; blood magic is too dangerous for us."

Zuul knelt down the moment he saw Rezan, and he almost jumped up and hugged Rezan's thigh.

"What does that have to do with me? We demigods of the wilderness will not intervene in the battle between you mortals."

Rezan paid no heed to what Zul said.

"However, Chief Dasa has fulfilled his bet with you! The number of our tribe has exceeded one hundred! Lord Rezan, we need your protection."

Zuul burst into tears as he spoke.

"Huh? That guy is quite capable."

Rezan was taken aback after hearing Zul's words. Although he would observe the situation of Dasa's tribe from time to time in the past, he himself noticed that the population of their tribe has increased significantly during this year. But he didn't expect that the population number agreed with him would be reached so quickly.

In addition, Dasa hadn't come to him for such a long time in the past, so Rezan himself forgot about such a thing.

Neither he nor Dasa took that bet seriously.

Rezan didn't believe that Dasa could increase the total population of his tribe to a hundred in his lifetime, while Daza didn't believe that Rezan would eat him. The reason why he bet with him was just to find a ladder for himself.

Only Zuer took such a bet seriously.

Now, the tribe has been invaded by the blood trolls, and their own strength alone cannot resist the blood trolls who have the protection of the blood god. Blood magic is too simple for small and medium-sized troll settlements without mysterious power .

If Dasa and Zuer hadn't started preparing for the refuge a year in advance, their tribe would have been completely wiped out this time, but even if they sent out the fire seeds, women and children in the tribe, they would still How long can you hide in this shelter?
Since those blood trolls can travel so deep south into the Zandalar Mountains, how can their sanctuary be guaranteed not to be discovered by blood trolls?

At that time, how can a group of women and children resist the invasion of those blood trolls?

Zul really couldn't think of any good solution. He knew that Dasa and the others were fighting against the blood trolls, so he, as the witch of the tribe, had to find a way for them to deal with the whole battle from the blood god. The effects of war do.

The best way is to seek the help of a loa god, and ask the loa god's power to bless your own soldiers, so that your own troops can gain an advantage in this war.

"So, is Your Majesty Laizan ready to fulfill that bet?"

After hearing Rezan's praise of Dasa, Zuer suddenly raised his head and looked at him expectantly.

"If that fellow Dasa came in person, I would naturally fulfill that bet, but you can't."

Rezan lowered his head and glanced at Zul indifferently, before turning around and returning to the cave.

"Your Majesty Rezan! You know that Dasa is fighting those blood trolls on the front line! How could he come here?! As a demigod of the wilderness, you lost a bet with mortals, so you can't just keep your word! "

When Zuer heard Rezan's words, he was really anxious, he crawled to Rezan's side without hesitation, and hugged Rezan's right leg.

"What did you say! You said I broke my promise?! Also, let me go!"

Rezan was enraged by Zuer's words, he growled and glared at Zuer, he swung his right leg and tried to kick this annoying mortal out, but the opponent was like a piece of brown sugar, firmly Sticking to his legs, there is no possibility of being thrown off.

"Damn bug! You! Give! Me! Scatter! Hand!"

Zuer himself didn't know where his strength came from, he could hold Rezan's thigh tightly with both hands, no matter how the opponent moved, he would not be thrown out.

There is only one thought left in his mind at the moment, he must not give up this rare opportunity, he must make Rezan the tribe's patron loa, even if he is hated by the other party, he must do so.

After the big deal was done, he committed suicide in front of Rezan.

"You! You are simply more disgusting than all mortals I have ever met!"

Rezan jumped and jumped for a while, but he didn't shake Zuer off his legs, and he stared down at Zuer angrily.

At this moment, Zuer has been tossed unconscious by Rezan, but even if he fainted, he still tightly hugged his arms and legs around his legs.

"Hmph, have you fainted? Now I understand why a coward like you can become friends with that guy Dasa."

Rezan found out that Zuer had fainted, but even so, he still held Rezan's leg tightly and didn't intend to let go.

Only at this moment did he realize that his perception of this mortal was fundamentally wrong. Zuer was not the cowardly person he had seen at the beginning.

That groveling look was just a means for him to achieve something.

"This is the courage and perseverance of mortals? Well, I admit you!"

Looking at Zul who was tossed and bruised by himself, and looking through the dark forest to Dasa who was fighting fiercely with the blood troll, Rezan let out a long sigh.

As the demigod of the wilderness, why didn't he wish that he could also become the object of worship of mortals like those companions, and he only needed to pay a little bit of strength.

But as a Devilsaur, he has his own pride, and he hopes to find a mortal settlement that is worthy of him and is qualified in his opinion.

Now, He has found it.

Golden holy light shines from his front paws, and this group of golden light shone on Zuer's body. The scars on his body caused by Rezan quickly recovered under the light of the holy light, even His exhausted spirit quickly recovered under the nourishment of the holy light.

"Hey, how long are you guys going to hold my leg? I agree to your request, let me go now!"

Rezan's dull voice rang in Zul's ear.

"Hmmm? You agreed?!"

Zuer's spirit suddenly came to his senses, he let go of his hands and legs in surprise, sat on the ground and looked up at Rezan in surprise.

"I promise, I promise. I will give you asylum, and I will protect your camp where women and children are placed."

Rezan bared his teeth and stared at Zuer with a reluctant expression.

"It's just a shelter?! What about Dasa and the others?!"

Zuul panicked when he heard that it was just a refuge camp.

"Dasa and the others? Didn't that kid say that he can survive in this world without Loa's protection and guidance?! Then he will prove it to me with practical actions."

The tail behind Rezan flicked irritably because of his change of mood.

"Your Majesty Laizan! Earlier, it was my friend who didn't know what to do. Please forgive him for his rude behavior. It's because he is just a mortal who doesn't know anything."

When Zuer heard this, he knelt down in front of Rezan again, bowing his head sincerely and panicking to admit his mistake.

"No, I'm serious. Come and see for yourself. Your friend really doesn't need my help now."

When Rezan spoke, he mentally linked Zuul, allowing the other party to synchronize his sight.

Zuul also saw clearly the battle taking place at the north gate of the tribal camp in the distant forest through Rezan's sight.

Dasa led the tribal hunters who formed a formation to block under the north city gate, struggling to block the attack of the blood troll hunters. After several attacks in a row, the invaders left nothing but corpses on the ground.

Even Rezan was amazed by such a scene, he never imagined that Dasa could really gather the power of mortals to fight against the power of the loa gods.

Those blood trolls with the blessing of the blood god seem to have nothing to do with this village of their tribe.

But the good times didn't last long. With the attack of the blood god priests, the situation on the battlefield changed very quickly.

When Dasa ventured to attack those blood troll camps and was arrested, both Rezan and Zul couldn't sit still.

The situation changed so quickly that the two bystanders couldn't react.

"Grass! The caster or something, sure enough."

After being hit by these two spells, the exhaustion of the body was multiplied. Dasa's consciousness began to blur, and all the strength in his body was completely exhausted, even though he knew very well that he must not fall here. Arriving here means that his soul and life will be taken away by that blood god.

However, the spiritual and material differences made him unable to resist.

The figure of the old chief Wukan appeared in the blurred vision, and he also heard Kesalia's scream in a trance.

Wukan left the tower before the wall was hit by the bloody ball. Like Dasa's choice, he chose to move forward instead of retreating.

Having faced spellcasters before, he knew that in order to win this war, he had to give priority to eliminating the opponent's spellcasters. The opponent's hunters were not as good as those of his own tribe. The reason why these blood trolls were able to survive in the mountains of Zandalar The raging is because they have a sufficient number of loa priests.

Relying on the power of the blood god to wreak havoc for so long.

With this in mind, Wukan sneaked all the way among the grass and bushes, bypassing the crazy blood hunters, and successfully arrived at the blood troll camp.

When he saw Dasa bravely and invincibly fighting all the way from the city gate to the entrance of the blood troll camp, he knew that the other party might be in an ambush.

When Dasa was shrouded in red mist and the two blood god priests tried to control him, Wukan knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had come.

"Die! You believers of evil gods!"

The muscles of Wukan's whole body swelled at this moment, his skin began to flush, the blood flow in his body accelerated, his heart began to beat more violently, and his emotions became extremely high at this moment.

This is the last desperate racial talent reserved by the trolls after so many years of evolution - berserk.

A pair of stone axes stuck at his waist whirled and flew towards the two blood god priests respectively. The moment Wukan threw the flying axes, Wukan gripped the red copper short spear beside him and pierced through them with a charge. Corsalia's side waist.

Dasa was also rescued because of Wukan's timely shot.

However, Corsalia has never been a pure blood priest.

　PS: It's Wednesday, a new day, a new chapter.I need new tickets and collections too!Hey! 0v0
　　
　
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