Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 146 Death of the Dismantler

Wharton Forest is a fertile area where snakemen, foxmen, and trolls live together. It is a good place rich in mineral resources and log resources.

Because it is located in the northwest of the Zandalar Mountains, it is also a safe place in the rear away from the front line of fighting.

However, just half a month ago, the peace and tranquility here was broken with the arrival of a general Krasis and a group of faceless men.

"It's been so long since the rescue letter was sent out, the reinforcements are coming soon, right?"

Sethralis stood on a wooden watchtower, looking through a telescope at the smoky forest in the distance.

There used to be a gathering area of ​​several villages, because there was a large forest river there, but now it has been turned into ruins, and all the residents living there have turned into general Krasis and his Faceless Legion. Revenant.

In the binoculars, the forest in the distance trembled again. She knew that it was the movement caused by General Krasis' movement. Judging from the direction of the opponent's movement, the opponent was about to come.

"Order the guards to assemble, we must stop the attack of these monsters before the reinforcements from Zuldazar come, and buy time for the residents behind to evacuate!"

Sethralis put down the binoculars in his hand, looked at the adjutant beside him, and said to her.

"Yes, chief."

After the adjutant finished speaking, he conveyed the order of Setaris to the messenger under the sentry tower.

A rebel army composed of snake people and fox people's militia gathered under the banner of Sethralis, the commander of the auxiliary army. She will lead this army to stop the attack of General Krasis. attack.

"Little Setaris, are you really going?"

At some point, the phantoms of several big snakes appeared behind Sethralis.

"Hesses, Dambara, Siletus, I have already thought clearly, I must go to stop that monster."

Sethralis looked at the three big snake phantoms behind him and answered seriously.

"That's General Krasis. Even if the three of us go up together, we're not sure how to deal with it."

Hesses spat out his letter.

"I know, I heard the troll warriors on the front line say that the masters of these bugs can even deal with digital loa."

Sethralis said while putting on his armor.

"Do you know that you still have to die? We have already sent a message for help to several other companions. They will come here in a short time. You can retreat eastward into the territory of the trolls."

Celetus looked up at Sethralis.

"We can't always rely on those trolls. We are also creatures of this world, and we can't always let them sacrifice. Besides, they have done a lot for us."

Sethralis had finished dressing, she took out the two scimitars at her waist, and then inserted them back into the scabbard.

This set of equipment from Zanchuli Workshop is all high-quality goods.

The Wharton Forest Militia Corps set off like this, heading west, with the goal of the group of Faceless Men who were constantly killing.

Mythrax the Deconstructor is the leader of this Faceless Legion. It was sent by N'Zoth to this forest to try to attract the native mortals here. However, as soon as it appeared, it encountered the following Snake and fox attacks.

Many of these veterans who retired from the front recognized its origin. Although these veterans were not combat soldiers, they were just logistics auxiliary soldiers, but they also knew from their troll comrades that those Klassey General Si's appearance.

Since it is the enemy, there is no need to say anything more.

Mythrax failed before it started bewitching; but it was not discouraged, since it appeared in the eyes of these natives as an unwelcome person from the beginning, it simply created a massacre to deter these natives They, it is not bad to force them to believe in the ancient gods.

As a result, bloody massacres were staged throughout the western part of Wharton Forest.

Today, it continues to lead a group of faceless legions towards the east, and there is no longer any target worthy of its attention in the entire western forest. Now its focus is on the west.

Like the Troll Legion, the Wharton Forest Militia Legion, which used war drums, horns, and military flags to command operations, appeared in this dense woodland, and directly opposite them was the group of Faceless Men.

The purple-black soft-bodied monsters, like deep-sea creatures, rushed forward without fear after seeing this army of mortals and natives.

It's just an army of mortals, without any threat.

Unlike the troll legion, which has a tight battle position, this militia group's military formation is much looser, but considering that it is in a dense forest, such a battle position is enough to fight against enemies of the same level.

However, this time they were not fighting against opponents of the same level.

It was a group of Enraki legions led by General Krasis himself.

Sethralis pulled out the double knives at her waist and led her personal guards to rush towards these faceless men. The two knives in her hands could easily cut through the smooth skin of these faceless warriors, but It was stuck by the opponent's seemingly soft but tough muscles.

None of these faceless ones are easy to deal with, these veterans who have been active in the dark empire era, their former enemies are those titan creations, not these native mortals.

The battle quickly showed a one-sided posture. The sacrifices of the mortals and natives were huge. Often, three ten-man teams were sacrificed to eliminate an Enraki. huge.

"Steady the battle line! Keep the formation!"

Seeing that the current battle line was about to be killed by these faceless men, Sethralis had no choice but to shout.

At the same time, three big snakes also sprang out from the forest behind the militia. They crushed several Faceless Warriors to death along the way, and headed towards Mythrax.

Seeing the three winding giant snakes rushing towards him, Mythrax rushed forward and fought with the three giant snakes without any hesitation.

These three big snakes all tried to entangle each other, and then locked their bodies to strangle the general Krasis.

But with the six appendages on the opponent's back, it is extremely difficult to get entangled with it, let alone the opponent's pair of claws.

Hesses seized a precious opportunity to bite Mythrax's shoulder, injecting his venom, but nothing seemed to change for the general Krasis.

It is still fighting the three giant snakes alive and well.

Sethralis looked at the situation in front of her. She led her personal guards and killed through the formation of the Faceless Warriors. In the end, she was the only snake man who came to the battlefield of the demigods.

The trees had already collapsed due to the battle of the four giant beasts. Seeing this, Setaris rushed over with his two knives without hesitation.

As for the Wharton Forest Militia Corps, facing the crazy offensive of the Faceless Men, the battle line was retreating steadily all the way. Some snakemen and vulpera fighters even fled because they were not determined enough.

Although there has not been such a big rout on the front as a whole, any commander with some command ability can see that the Wharton Forest Militia Corps' rout is already doomed.

Unless, there are additional forces involved in this battle.

A dazzling azure beam of light in the sky shone into the dense forest, and Dasa walked out with an ax in one hand and a pottery board in the other.

"Okay, warriors. The enemy is there, we can't let our comrades continue to fight alone. Zandalari live forever!"

Daza looked at the Wharton Forest militiamen who were about to collapse not far away, and after a short speech, he took the lead and charged into this group of Faceless Warriors.

The Zandalari Royal Guards who followed him also charged the group of Faceless Warriors.

When the familiar horn sounded, the snake-man and fox-man warriors who were fighting at the scene all looked in the direction of the sound of the horn. When Dassa appeared on the battlefield in a gorgeous golden armor, the morale of these warriors who were originally depressed was instantly reduced. became exalted.

The fighters among them are all veterans who have seen Dasa's heroic appearance on the battlefield, and some of them even survived from that cruel battlefield because of Dasa's rescue.

So it made sense to be so excited after seeing Dasa's figure.

"It's Your Majesty! Your Majesty has personally come to save us!"

"Haha! The trolls are here! Now these monsters are dead!"

"Zandalari Royal Guards, we are saved!"

There is no Faceless Warrior in front of Daza as his single enemy, the ax in his hand can split the head of a Faceless Warrior, and the purple-black liquid sprayed out from the opponent's body, Daza does not care.

The Royal Guards stood guard beside Daza, ensuring the safety of his wings and rear.

Arthas, Thrall and Jaina were placed in the center of the team, and they could only watch as Daza and a troll warrior of the Guards fought against the Faceless Man.

"Can't you let me participate in the battle? I can also kill the enemy."

Arthas felt that he was a priest of the Holy Light at the moment, not a paladin.

He's a healer!
"I know you're eager to fight, but boy. You three runts won't get that chance until we're all dead."

Comanche heard Alsace's complaint. After the shield in his hand blocked the attack of a faceless man, the long sword in the other hand immediately thrust out, piercing one of the opponent's wrists and feet.

Creates an opportunity for nearby allies to attack.

"Just concentrate on what we can do, Arthas. Take a good look at how they fight. We still have a lot to learn."

Thrall focused on providing elemental protection to the troll warriors beside him, while observing their fighting skills.

"Ah! You don't need to remind me, Thrall."

Alsace pouted, his eyes were on Dasa at the moment.

The emperor of the trolls, his fighting style is so wild and efficient that every swing of the axe does not have any superfluous movements.

His strength is so astonishing, he is obviously just a fighter, why does he have such great strength.

Alsace was somewhat envious of Dasa.

The battle between Mythrax and the three serpentine Loa soon came to an end. The three Loa were all severely injured, and Sethralis was also sent flying by its pincers. Fortunately, Dasa arrived in time , an interception caught Sethralis who was sent flying.

"His Majesty."

Sethralis lay in Dasa's arms, looking up at Dasa.

"Thank you for your hard work, go and rest. Leave the rest of the battle to me. It will end soon."

Dasa handed the Setetaris in his arms to Comanche behind him, and then hung the pottery plate on his waist, and he took the claw of Xalatath out of his pocket again.

"Hmph, you mortal, will you let me appear only at this time?!"

Xalatas was very dissatisfied with Dasa's attitude of using him, and he didn't want to help him.

"Ordinary enemies are not worth your shot at all, and only this kind of enemies that I can't deal with are your prey."

As Dasa said, he trotted towards Mythrax who was about to kill the three giant snakes directly, and the other party also noticed Dasa's existence.

Especially since it already felt threatened by the dagger held in Dasa's left hand.

In the face of Mythrax's attack, Dasa performed with ease, and the attack methods of the servants of these ancient gods are so similar.

The ax in his hand swung non-stop. Although it couldn't cause any fatal damage to this General Krasis, it could still make this monster bleed.

Mythrax became irritated by Dasa's series of attacks, and the Faceless Men who were originally in the Slaughter Militia tried to withdraw from the battlefield after receiving Mythrax's call.

However, at this time, how could Apache and other generals let these Enraki disturb Dasa?
"Stop them! Absolutely don't let them affect the battle on His Majesty's side!"

On the one hand, Apache reversed the direction of attack, and on the other hand, let Setaris command the militia to hold back the Faceless Men who tried to return.

"Your plan has failed! Bastard! Accept your death obediently! Only you can use death to reduce my anger."

As Dasa said, he jumped onto the claws thrown by the opponent, and took advantage of the moment the opponent raised his hand to sprint to its shoulder.

At this moment, Mythrax shot out a shock of shadow energy in her body, and Dasa was ejected.

"Oh, it's just a futile struggle!"

Daza threw the ax in his hand in mid-air, hit it on the forehead, and clenched the chain at the end of the ax. He swung to the opponent's right shoulder, and flexibly dodged the attacks from his appendages.

"Ow!"

Mythrax's scream from the soul swept across most of the forest in an instant, and all mortals, including Sethralis, were affected.

The fear from their hearts instantly engulfed their minds.

The formation collapsed at this moment.

But, as Dasa says, it's all in vain.

"The meal is open! Xalatas!"

Daza pierced Mythrax's forehead with the Xal'atath Claw in his left hand, and the Kraxis general completely lost his life after it let out the last soul scream.

After Mythrax's death, the Faceless Warriors broke through the militia and came to Daza, but it was too late for them to arrive.

It's all over.

"76, 101, 10, 2"

Dasa looked at the several Faceless Warriors rushing over with a calm expression, opened the clay tablet hanging on his waist, and finished the recitation with him.

Countless magic bullets appeared in the sky, flooding the area in front of him in an instant, and when the smoke cleared, these faceless men were still reduced to dust.

The crisis in Wharton Forest was over, but a new emergency message from Akunda's back was sent to Dasa again.

The line of defense on Akunda's back was breached. Gurubashi, the supreme commander in charge of guarding there, died for his country, and Zanza, a high-ranking priest in charge there, died for his country.

(End of this chapter)