Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 36 The Blocking War Begins

In the dense forest of Nazmir, Alaniya led her direct blood hunters to search through the forest. As the blood mistress, she had her own mount, a wind snake.

Even though it was in a dense forest, this wind snake could still shuttle flexibly between the trees. As a wind snake rider, Alaniya was also very familiar with how to cooperate with her mount.

"Be quick! Those heretics are likely to be around us!"

Alanya was riding on the wind snake's back, holding the scarlet spear tightly in her hand, and the same scarlet two-handed sword on her waist.

At this moment, she felt that the blood in her body was boiling. She desperately wanted to find the fugitives and sacrifice them, but she didn't find even a single troll when she walked all the way to the present position. trail.

The wind snake under Alanya's crotch suddenly seemed to sense something, and its wings led her towards the woods in one direction. Seeing this, all the blood hunters on the ground could only speed up their pace and follow Alanya Ya continued to move forward in that direction.

Thanks to the joint efforts of the hunters of the Echo Tribe, this large forest has been covered with all kinds of traps, and Dasa has enough confidence to shed a layer of skin on the blood trolls who dare to come.

Without the short bronze spear and bronze sword in hand, he still has two bronze daggers, which can be used if they are fixed to a stronger wooden spear.

In addition, he has some special weapons.Although this weapon may not be very suitable for fighting in this kind of dense forest.

"coming!"

Dasa hid in a canopy of trees, quietly waiting for the arrival of the blood troll hunters, when he suddenly heard the sound of a trap being triggered, he immediately jumped across the tree, using the gap between the vines and branches, he There is no need to land at all for this move.

When he arrived at the trigger point of the trap, he found that there were three blood hunters trying to rescue the unlucky one trapped in the trap.

Seeing this, Dasa didn't intend to continue to observe. He jumped down from the canopy, nailed two blood troll hunters to death with the short spears in both hands, and kicked the other one out before he could react. .

After pulling the two short spears from the corpse with both hands, he rushed over even faster and nailed the blood hunter to the big tree behind him with a thrust.

After dealing with the three rescuers, Dasa shot and killed the blood hunter who was hanging upside down in the noose.

With one trap, Dasa easily killed the four blood hunters, and he didn't even feel that he had expended any effort.

"Very well, four more ears have come in."

After harvesting the spoils at the scene, Dasa hid the four corpses in a tree hole, carefully cleaned the trap, and then went into hiding again, waiting for the arrival of a new batch of prey.

More and more blood troll hunters stepped on the pre-arranged traps in the search, and their casualties are expanding little by little. Although the hunters of the Echo Tribe are far fewer than the invading blood trolls , but relying on these densely covered traps in the entire forest, the speed of the blood hunters was slowed down.

"Good job! Crazy woman! You successfully killed a blood priest!"

Manco rode on the back of the velociraptor, slowly walked out from a bush, and praised Clara, who killed a blood priest by sneak attack and traps.

"How is your harvest? Don't be compared to me."

There was blood splattered on Clara's face, and she didn't bother to wipe it off. Anyway, it's time to fight, so the blood can be considered a deterrent.

"Hey, my babies and I have already killed seven blood troll hunters. I was still chasing this blood priest, but I didn't expect her to die in your hands."

Manco's face was filled with a confident smile. In this blocking battle, he and Clara got to know each other better, and the cooperation between the two became more tacit.

"Oh, it seems that your velociraptor is still not as fast as me. Let's go, we'd better go to the next hunting ground, maybe there are new prey."

Clara flicked the wooden gun in her hand, shaking off the dirty blood on it, and stretched out her hand towards Manco.

"It seems that you can't wait, come on!"

Manco stretched out his hand and pulled the opponent onto the back of the velociraptor he was riding, and the two headed towards the next trap location together.

From the perspective of these two trolls, this blocking battle is like a hunting for fun.

In a taller canopy, Dasa was squatting here looking around the entire forest, and beside him was a bat.

"What about our casualties?"

Daza looked into the distance with a serious expression. His eyes noticed the shaking of the treetops. It seemed that some heavy traps were touched, and some of them were affected.

"A total of 21 hunters, three hunters have died, and five have lost their combat effectiveness. I let them evacuate."

The little bat possessed by Sirik hung upside down on the branch and looked at Dasa.

"How many enemies have we killed?"

Dasa changed direction and continued to look.

"Oh, that's a lot. I don't have statistics. There are about thirty or so. But, you have to be careful in the direction you are looking at now. My subordinates feel a great threat in this direction."

Sirik flapped his wings and flew in front of Dasa, looking at the direction Dasa was looking at at the moment.

"I already know what that direction is. The boss of the enemies is coming. I have to prepare."

As Dasa said, he jumped away from the tree, hugged the opposite branch with his hands and swung vigorously, and flew forward again.

As a troll who grew up in the dense forest, he liked the feeling of swinging among the branches very much.

Alanya's mood gradually became irritable as she moved forward.

She didn't expect that just hunting down the fleeing heretics would cause such a large attrition in her troops.If she could not care about the blood hunter's casualties, then the death of the blood priest would be something she could not tolerate.

There are only seven blood priests under her command.

Cumanco and Lahoma died one after another, and there was no news from Kukukan, so something must have happened.

The death of the three blood priests was already a traumatic loss.

Aranya was settled as an old-fashioned blood mistress, but she was different from the newly promoted blood mistress like Corsalia.

If there is no such incident, as long as she follows the blood troll's army to invade the south and capture the last batch of sacrifices in the mountains of Zandalari, she will be promoted to become the mistress of war!

But now, her hope of promotion has to be postponed.

"A bunch of trash! Manure-makers! The Blood God will not bestow favors on these idiots!"

Alanya's mood became more and more irritable. After she saw a blood hunter directly under her own set a trap, she cursed directly.

She didn't have the slightest intention of rescuing that hapless bastard, she lifted all the magic essence from the trapped blood hunter's body with her left hand.

The blood hunter was turned into a mummy almost instantly.

"Watch me when you walk! If you still step into the trap yourself, don't expect me to save him! Idiots! Hurry up!"

Alanya poured a large piece of mojo into the two weapons in her hands, which now replaced the totem pole she used to use.

However, additional mojo is required for activation.

After hearing Alanya's words, all the blood hunters became more vigilant, but even so, they couldn't slow down.

Because, once you slow down, you will be punished by the blood mistress.

Dasa leaped among the trees along the way, and finally came to this road that Aranya must pass.

"Hey, are you sure you can do it by yourself? I think it's better if you call some more people."

Sirik thought Daza was too aggressive.

"Ha, who do you think I am?! Opposite is just a bloody battle mother, and it's not like I haven't killed it before."

Dasa had already seen Alanya and her wind snake mount clearly from the canopy of the tree. The other party's dress was too prominent, and it was hard for him not to pay attention.

Seeing the wind snake, Dasa naturally thought of a local dish in the world of Azeroth.

Delicious Wind Snake!

He has been in Azeroth for so long, and he has never tasted the taste of wind snake meat. Today, it seems that he has a chance.

"Are you going to throw the spear? Are you sure?"

Sirik also noticed the wind snake. He knew how easy it was for a flying creature to deal with a non-flying creature. Dasa was not like a flying species.

"No, I prepared a new guy for this beast this time."

As Dasa said, he took off the spare weapon set he took back from a hollow tree hole not long ago. He had prepared an extra set of weapons for himself when he was hunting!

Before going deep into the jungle of Nazmir, he hid in a hidden tree hole. When he went to investigate the retreat route, he took the set of weapons back.

And this set of weapons is the big longbow about three meters long, and a pot of arrows with thirty red copper arrows.

Dasa stringed the bow with a little rustiness, and after trying out the feel of the bow, he took out an arrow from the quiver on his back and put it on the bow.

At this moment, the distance between Dasa and Alanya was less than two hundred steps (the troll's two hundred steps).

The wind snake under Alanya's crotch naturally found Dasa hiding in the canopy of the tree, and flew over with Alanya on it, and Alanya also saw Dasa who was drawing a bow and nocking an arrow clearly under the reminder of her mount. .

"Ha! Let me find you! Heretic! Surrender obediently! You may live a little longer."

Alanya excitedly raised the long spear in her hand, and urged the wind snake under her crotch to rush towards Dasa at a faster speed.

Dasa's legs were tightly wrapped around a thick branch to stabilize his upper body. The longbow in his hand was slowly drawn under his long arms, and the arrow was already wound.

Take a deep breath, discard all distracting thoughts, there is only one goal in your eyes at this moment.

wind snake.

"middle!"

Dasa let go of the tight string in his hand, and the arrow flew out very quickly.There was even a sonic boom when the strings were just played.

The wind snake was shot by Dasa's arrow, and the copper arrow penetrated its scales, penetrated into its muscles and reached its bones.

"Damn! What happened?!"

Alanya was charging towards Dasa in high spirits, but suddenly the wind snake under her crotch fell down, and she was stunned by the sudden sense of weightlessness.

But she was stunned, Dasa was not.

Continue to sit on the branch and calmly place the arrows in the quiver on the bowstring, and shoot them out one by one. The number of blood hunters around the mother.

Relying on the bow and arrow in his hand to kill a blood mistress directly, he thought that he couldn't do it. The strange blood magic shield of the other party was enough to offset the damage caused by the arrows he fired.

Thirty arrows were shot out in a short period of time, and most of the blood hunters who followed Alanya were killed, and only eight or nine were left alive. This number of blood troll hunters It will no longer have any influence on Dasa.

"Your bow is so powerful, it can already hunt dragons."

Seeing Dasa's arrow rain just now, Sirik praised him.

"The pterodactyl and the wind snake are not much different. They can indeed be used to hunt pterodactyls."

Dasa said, holding a bow on his back, and jumped down from the tree with two short spears tightly grasped. His goal was very clear and he prioritized killing those blood hunters. After the battle with Lahoma, he knew that he should not underestimate those minions.

Because under the effect of blood magic, the minions can also exert far beyond their usual strength.

A blood priest can fight back and forth with him by relying on that special blood magic. Right now, he is the blood mistress, and Daza dare not take it too seriously.

Like a swift cheetah, the two short spears in his hands leaped out from the canopy, like the sabre-toothed tiger's sabre-toothed teeth, piercing his target.

"Tustingoo! Hehehe!"

Daza laughed and quickly harvested the lives of these blood hunters. Without the blessing of the blood god's buff, these skinny white ghosts were not as good as ordinary women in their Zandalari tribe.

These blood hunters are consumables to the priests of the blood god, just like the weapons in their hands, they can be replaced when they are consumed.

The seven or eight blood hunters who survived his arrows were scattered, and Dasa's plan to wipe them all out was terminated.

"Ah~ So you hurt my little pet! You, damn, die, ah!"

Alanya recovered from the dizziness of the fall, she had already seen Dasa who was slaughtering her blood hunter recklessly, and roared angrily.

At the same time, a torrent of blood lit up on the scarlet spear in her hand, shooting towards Dasa like a beam of light.

"Fuck! What kind of spell is this?!"

The intuition trained in the hunting center in the forest saved Dasa's life, and he dodged urgently to avoid Alanya's blow.

The blood-colored torrent of energy was deeply reflected in Dasa's eyes.

He could already imagine what would happen if he was hit by such a thing.

Dasa no longer had the chance to kill Aranya's blood hunters, and now he had to face the blood-donating mistress.

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