Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 31 Who is the prey

The totem pole, like a wooden stake, hit Lahoma like a battering ram with Dasa's hands. This sudden change made Lahoma unable to react at all. She didn't expect that the guy in front of her would actually have A "weapon" that can break through her blood shield.

Lahoma's punch hit the totem pole in Daza's hand, and then her hand bones and arm bones were all broken by Daza's blow.

"Drink!!!!"

Dasa swung the totem pole with all his strength and smashed it heavily on Lahoma's chest.

The protection of the blood shield has no effect on the attack of the totem pole!

"Cough cough!"

Lahoma felt pain in his right arm, his chest was numb from the blow, and at least three or four ribs were broken.

She tried to fight back, but it was Dasa's rhythm now.

Dasa's skin was red all over, and his eyes were even more bloody. Dasa looked like a madman. He roared and waved the totem pole in his hand. These attacks hit her in a gesture that lacked elegance but was full of violence. body.

"You idiots! Come save me!"

Lahoma's mask was smashed off by Dasa, she didn't want to die in the hands of this guy in front of her, and now she was wearing this special blood magic, shouting at her group of blood hunters while running away.

However, those blood hunters who had taken the magic essence from her had no way to help her at this moment.

When she asked for help, she was chased up by Dasa again, and a pillar hit the back of her head, which made her completely unsteady and fell to the ground.It's not that Lahoma didn't think of using magic to deal with Dasa.

However, Dasa didn't give her time to cast spells at all.

When she was knocked to the ground, it was Lahoma's downfall.

"Die! Die! Die! Offal!"

Holding the totem pole in his hand, Dasa turned into a pile driver again, and smashed on Lahoma, who was lying on the ground, until she was crushed to death.

With Lahoma's death, her strange blood magic was also lifted, and the remaining dozen or so blood hunters finally took action. They watched Lahoma die, and knew that if they waited for others not to If you kill Dasa, you might die here too.

Now is the best time for them to kill Dasa, because Dasa's berserk has subsided.

This instinctive skill of the troll family will fall into a period of weakness after it ends, because this is the ability used to desperately survive.

"Heh, do you think you guys can kill me like I am now? You white ghosts are a bit too contemptuous of people!"

Dasa noticed the screaming blood hunters rushing towards them, he braced his sore and even dizzy body to face these blood hunters.

Exhausting his last strength, he threw the totem pole in his hand towards the blood hunters. After knocking down two trolls at once, Dasa turned around and withdrew.

He was going to retrieve the short spear and sword that he had thrown on the ground, and deal with these guys with bare hands, and now he was still a little vain.

It was still difficult to find one's own weapons in the dark forest. Facing the unarmed Dasa, the sixteen blood hunters became more confident, and they quickly entered the usual hunting rhythm.

Their prey this time is Dasa.

"Hmph, take me as the prey? But, which of us is the hunter and who is the prey, we'd better figure it out! Bastards!"

Daza wasn't going to look for the lost pair of weapons anymore, he jumped onto a big tree, and jumped up to the crown of the tree with hands and feet.

Fighting in the forest has never been a flat battlefield.

Dasa, who was hiding in the canopy of the tree, had a short rest time. While quickly calming down his breathing, he re-adapted to his much weaker body.

At the same time, he carefully checked the weapons on his body, and there was only a bronze knife for cutting meat left.

"The table knife? Well, it's not impossible to use it."

Daza pulled out the small table knife he kept in his leather bag, calmed down and carefully sensed the changes in the surrounding environment.

Soon, three blood hunters appeared under the tree where he was hiding. They also looked around vigilantly, and the tree did not let go.

When the eyes of one of the blood hunters met the eyes of Dasa who was hiding in the canopy.

"He's here!"

These were the last words he could utter. Dasa jumped down from the canopy, and the knife in his hand pierced the blood hunter's eye socket and pierced his head.

The wooden club in his hand was snatched by Dasa, and he swung it round and hit another blood hunter in the face, knocking him to the ground.

The price for doing so was Dasa himself being shot in the back.

Fortunately, he was wearing a special armor made for him by the Zandalar tribe, and the bony spearhead couldn't pierce the composite armor on Dazar's body at all.

"You don't even have the strength to stab people, so you deserve to be a hunter?!"

After killing the two blood hunters in an instant, Dasa felt a stabbing in the back, turned around and stretched out his hand to snatch the bone spear that the opponent stabbed again, and knocked the wooden stick in his other hand down on the head. , A stick smashed the opponent's sky cap.

Through this contact battle, Dasa discovered that these blood hunters were not in good condition.

But think about it, these guys were also drawn so much magic by Lahoma just now, it would be hell to have energy now.

After harvesting the ears of the three unlucky ones, Dasa encountered two more blood hunters on his way to the next location.

He raised his hand and threw the bone spear in his hand. Because of the soreness in his arm, he missed the shot, but he still bought him a little chance.The blood hunters rushing forward changed from two to one, and this one was smashed in the head with the wooden stick in his hand within less than a rendezvous with him.

The corpse was also used by him as a shield to block the stone ax swing of the second blood hunter who followed.

"die!"

Dasa took advantage of the opponent's ax to strike the corpse in front of him, and the wooden stick in his hand hit the opponent's head heavily.

A stick smashed the opponent's head.

"Huh~huh~ very good, the two ears have paid off again."

Dasa was panting heavily, and he cut off the ear of the other party, ignoring the dirty blood on his body.

Of the sixteen pursuers, he had already killed five of them.

There are eleven more. It is impossible for him to escape. He spent so much effort to find the camp of the blood trolls, not just to escape with a single shot.

He is bound to get these ears!

After a simple calculation, his income has already reached more than 20, and his income is not bad.

"Found it! He's here! Come here!"

When Dasa finished calculating his income, five blood hunters jumped out of a bush. They found Dasa's trace and shouted at each other, and quickly came to his position.

Soon six blood hunters surrounded Dasa.

"Ah, it's just in time to come, save me to find you bastards!"

Daza took a deep breath, picked up two bone spears from the ground, clenched them tightly and stabbed in one direction.

Originally, the physical fitness of this group of blood hunters was not as good as that of Dasa, not to mention that after they were sucked out of the magic essence by their own blood priests, even though they were also in the weak stage of berserk sequelae, these guys could not deal with it alone of.

The two bone spears pierced through the two blood hunters in an instant, nailing them to the ground. He didn't have time to pull out the two bone spears, because he already felt the stone ax thrown by a blood hunter hit him behind his back. Hit.

His armor was smashed and dented in a dent.

He moved a little faster.

One rolled forward, picked up the stone axes and wooden sticks of the two blood hunters who were killed, and at the same time avoided the sap knocked from behind.

Standing up, turning around, the weapons in both hands were thrown again, hitting the two blood hunters who were farthest away from him, and the wooden stick and stone ax accurately hit the opponent's chest.

The opponent lost his combat power, and the two blood hunters closest to Dasa only hit Dasa's chest, but with the protection of the armor, the blow failed to cause fatal damage.

Then, Dasa twisted his neck with his bare hands.

All six blood hunters were wiped out.

"Cough cough! Huh~huh~ha, who else?!"

Dasa looked at the corpse of the blood troll lying on the ground and yelled proudly.

"Here he is! He must be killed!"

Before he finished speaking, four blood hunters emerged from the bushes on the other side.

"Fuck!"

Dasa really has no physical strength now. In the previous battle, if he hadn't relied on his armor to resist the attacks of these blood trolls, he really couldn't solve those blood trolls in such a short time. Blood troll hunters.

But the problem is, it's too late for him to withdraw now.

Only fight to the death.

"Master Sirik, help him! This warrior will be the best person to lead us out of this predicament!"

With the help of the special perspective of the bats all over the forest, Sherlock watched the whole process of Dasa's battle with this blood troll tribe. He was attracted by the opponent's powerful fighting ability.

He can guarantee that even the most powerful hunter in his current small settlement will not be the next enemy of Dasa.

The strange and powerful blood magic of those blood trolls didn't work when facing the man in front of him. Such a powerful hunter has already been favored by him.

He hoped that the other party could lead them, a group of lingering trolls hiding in the Nazmir forest, to find a way out.

"Help him? No, I think this is his final test. In this forest, only the warriors who dare to fight at the end can survive, and only such warriors are worthy to be yours. Chief. I don’t want to be killed by a foreign trash after I tried my best to save you.”

Sirik's slightly magnetic middle-aged male voice rejected Sirock's request indifferently.

The dizziness became more and more serious, the pain in the limbs intensified, the body became heavier, and the breathing became more rapid than ever. Dasa felt as if his lungs were about to explode, and the beating speed of his heart even surpassed his speed in the berserk state .

Now, he really wanted to lie down and take a good rest, but the four enemies in front of him would not give him a chance to rest.

Either he kills the four blood hunters and rests.

Either be killed by these four blood hunters and get eternal rest.

"Ah, chop suey, it's the chop suey after all. They act in groups, just for the sake of courage!"

Dasa tightened his grip on the two stone axes he picked up with both hands.

"He has no energy! Take advantage of it now!"

A blood hunter keenly noticed Dasa's state at the moment, and he stabbed at Dasa with the bone spear in his hand without hesitation.

Dasa no longer had the strength to move around, so he decided to take a gamble, betting that the troll's weapon in front of him would not be able to pierce his armor.

Believe in the strength of the people in the tribe.

When the blood hunter saw that the bone spear in his hand was about to stab Dasa's chest, his heart became more and more excited.

Does this guy even have the stamina to dodge?
What, it's just standing here and trying to scare people!

Heh, before the power of the blood god, you will all become his sacrifices.

"Blood God again! Accept my sacrifice!"

When the blood hunter frantically stabbed the bone spear in Dasa's chest, he found that the tip of his spear was shattered.

But Dasa lowered his head, allowing his chest to be pierced by the bone spear.

Click!

The tip of the spear was shattered, and along with it was the blood hunter's head.

Dasa raised his ax and smashed the blood hunter's head.

"next."

When Dasa said this, his face was still stained with the brains and blood of the blood hunter whose head was smashed by him.

"what!!!!"

The remaining three blood hunters immediately ran away in fright. They couldn't care about the possible consequences after fleeing back, but they knew that if they didn't run away now, they would really be killed by this devil-like man in front of them. The troll was killed.

They no longer had the courage to fight Dasa, and it was even more impossible to go back to test Dasa halfway.

Now they just want to escape from here as soon as possible, escape from this place that they consider to be a restricted area of ​​life.

Blood God again!How could there be such a terrifying troll in this world? !Is he really a troll? !
Daza couldn't keep his eyes open now, but he held on and harvested the ears of every troll he killed.

"Ears, ears... Finally, I can finally take a break." After he harvested the ears of the last troll hunter corpse, Dasa's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground. The dead bodies lay together and fell into a deep sleep.

He couldn't care less about the safety of this place now.

He no longer has the physical strength to think.

"My lord, are you satisfied now?"

Sherlock asked in a low voice facing the phantom of Sherlock on the altar.

"Satisfied, I am so satisfied! He will definitely lead you guys on a path to victory. Don't worry, my subordinates will protect his safety. Before dawn, let you Go and bring your chief back."

Sirik's furry head nodded happily.

"Yes, my lord."

Sherlock said and got up and left the altar.

　PS: It's Sunday, and tomorrow is Monday again, huh.So, give me a ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)