Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 38 Post-War Influence

Alanya was dead, bitten to death by Dasa.

Her corpse was only slightly better than Corsalia's, at least it could be seen that it was a human figure.

Dasa, who killed Alanya, was not in a good condition either. The feeling of boiling blood had disappeared after he killed Alanya. He could feel his body temperature dropping rapidly, and the violent The ending intensified his feeling, and Dasa himself was startled by an unprecedented sense of weakness.

The nerves that had been tense and concentrated quickly dissipated after killing Alanya, and he himself could no longer forcefully control his conscious thinking.

The body was even more so, and he also collapsed next to Alanya's body, not caring about whether it was clean or not.

"Fuck."

Looking at the dark tree shadow above his head and the sky behind the tree shadow, Dasa cursed weakly.

He knew that the battle was not over yet, and the seven or eight blood hunters who had been extracted by Alania had not been killed, and he was still in danger. At the same time, who could guarantee whether the blood mistress tried to use it when she was dying? Magic went to notify her troops to come and help her.

It is very dangerous to stay here, but at this moment, he has no energy to think about evacuation anymore.

"Wow, you are really brave, you actually did it."

Sirik's little bat flapped its wings and hovered over Dasa's head, looking at the exhausted Dasa.

"I don't think this kind of embarrassing ending can be considered a victory, ahem. Don't worry, as long as I'm not dead, I will definitely go to Paku to get back the title you want."

Daza collapsed on the ground with half-closed eyes, weakly looking at Sirik flying above his head.

"Really? Then you better be struggling. Those nearby blood hunters are coming towards you. If you still don't want to die, you'd better work hard."

Sirik looked around and told Dasa what he perceived; to be honest, he was also very worried about Dasa's situation, but he didn't have any healing ability. He lost the hunting match between Manco.

This is what he learned from Gonk.

"Did it come so fast? Huh~huh~ I know."

Hearing this, Dasa took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes and carefully felt the condition of his body, and then opened his eyes suddenly. He used his arms to prop up his tired body from the ground. The tingling sensation still reminded him of how bad his body was at the moment.

What's more troublesome is that he can actually feel the cold now, which is not a good sign.

Dasa thought about evaluating his current body, but he still had no intention of giving up, because giving up now would mean death.

He wasn't going to do that.

"I know what you are looking for. I have collected the weapons you want for you."

Sirik said that a large group of bats flew out from the bushes on the side, and they worked together to grab the scarlet spear and bloody long sword that Alanya had lost in the bushes.

There was also a group of bats carrying Dasa's lost two daggers and longbow.

"Ah, thank you, Sirik."

Dasa was trembling a little while standing, but he still tried his best to stabilize his figure, and his target was fixed on the pair of scarlet weapons.

"Oh, there is a small problem with this pair of weapons. It may be related to the blood god. If you want to use it, be cautious at the end."

Sirik naturally also noticed the specialness of this pair of weapons, so he reminded Daza specially.

"Heh, it's just Haka the wind snake, I really think I'm a loa."

Daza didn't care about Sirik's persuasion at all, he reached out and took the scarlet spear and the scarlet two-handed sword.

The moment he came into contact with this pair of weapons, he clearly felt the feelings these two weapons gave him.

The cold feeling from the body is rapidly subsiding, and the fatigue of the body is also beginning to subside.

"It's a good weapon!"

Feeling the changes in his body, Daza looked at the pair of weapons with joy.

But before he was happy for too long, an extremely faint voice appeared in his mind.

"Go and capture those fugitives and sacrifice them to me! More magic spirits, more blood."

Haka's voice came as Dasa took up the pair of weapons.

"I'm going to fuck you fugitive! Haka! You wash my neck and wait! I'm going to kill you sooner or later! Make it into a dish! I will completely remove your altar to the ground! Your cultist They will also be completely wiped out by me! You will be completely driven out of this world! Get the hell out of Lao Tzu's spirit!"

Daza yelled angrily on the spot after feeling the faint consciousness of Haka, and bright red anger burst out from his body suddenly, focusing on the pair of weapons.

The scarlet color faded and turned into two bright red weapons.

After Dasa finished yelling at Haka, the roar of the wind snake came from the depths of the Nazmir forest, which aroused the roar of other wind snakes in the entire Nazmir area.

The Nazmir Forest suddenly became restless at night.

"Oh, you seem to have pissed that guy off, Dasa."

As the demigod of the wilderness, Sirik could hear more meaning from that roar, and he looked at the pair of weapons that changed color in Dasa's hands, and there was some playfulness in his expression.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, Lao Tzu and He are fighting to the death. I don't mind being close."

While Dasa was speaking, there was movement again in the surrounding bushes, and the nine surviving blood hunters rushed out of it. Looking at their sloppy footsteps, it was clear that the situation of the other party was not much better.

This is good news for Dasa.

The nine blood hunters were stunned the moment they saw the bodies of Dasa and Alanya, who was already in disrepair beside her. They didn't expect the other party to be such a tricky guy.

At this moment, Dasa's face was covered with Alanya's tainted blood, and the two pairs of fangs even had remnants of each other's flesh and blood. With red eyes, he looked like a demon.

"Hey hey, it's really time for you to come."

Daza looked around at the nine weak blood hunters, and he laughed.

It's just that his smile looks so ferocious in the eyes of the other party.

"Kill, kill him, for, revenge for the lord mother, for, for the Blood God!"

Although the leading blood hunter was frightened by the scene in front of him, he still bravely called out to the other blood hunters to attack Dasa.

Nine blood hunters from different directions attacked Dasa who was surrounded by them.

Simple weapons such as wooden spears, bone spears, wooden sticks, and stone axes attacked Dasa, but he chose the right direction and clenched the bright red long spear with both hands. He stabbed, followed by a sweep, stabbing a person in front of him to death. After the blood hunters, the three blood hunters rushing from both sides were immediately swept away.

The attacks of the five blood trolls behind him fell through immediately, and then they were swept away by the bright red spear in Dasa's hand.

It took almost two or three breaths to deal with these nine weak blood hunters.

"I have to move quickly, it's too dangerous here."

After Dasa stabbed the last blood hunter who was still alive, he pulled out the bronze dagger to cut off the ear.

"You're better than I expected."

Sirik admired Dasa's combat power very much. In his opinion, a chief who could lead a tribe to a strong one must be a powerful guy; obviously Dasa met his expectations.

"How can you be a chief if you can't beat me? Let's go, Sirik will help me see how the battle is going in other areas? I killed their leader here, and other places should be easier."

Dasa quickly cleaned up the battlefield, and before leaving, he did not forget to take away Alania's mask, which symbolized the identity of the blood mistress. If he could bring this mask back, he would be confident enough to win the battle. Hunting competition with Manco.With the more than 900 people of the Echo tribe, if the more than [-] people of the Manke tribe are added, combined with the existing population of more than [-] of the Zandalari tribe.

At that time, the Zandalari tribe will become a super tribe with a population close to [-]!

The Zandalari tribe with such a sufficient population is enough to sweep the troll tribes in the Zandalar mountains and complete the unification of the troll tribes in the Zandalar mountains.

In the southern forest of Nazmir, near a blockade point, Manco rode on a velociraptor to fight against the blood trolls rushing out from the surrounding bushes.

"Come on! Hahaha! The more you come, the better!"

Manco waved the bone spear in his hand and shot a velociraptor in coordination with the crotch to kill all the attackers, but the physical strength of him and his partners was almost bottomed out.

"Drink!"

Clara gritted her teeth and insisted on waving the stone axes with both hands to attack all the blood hunters who dared to attack her.

She was actually very tired.

After killing another blood hunter, she felt that her reaction speed had become slower and slower. Seeing the wooden spear stabbing at her side, she had no time to dodge.

And at this moment, a velociraptor came out from behind her, and shot the attacker out with a blow from its thick tail.

"Hey! Come up!"

Regardless of Clara's objections, Manco grabbed the opponent's wrist and pulled her up. He turned over and jumped off the back of the Velociraptor, fighting a land battle with the blood troll hunters.

Seeing more and more blood troll hunters appear, and the velociraptors fell one by one under the siege of these blood hunters, it was too late for Manco to regret.

It was because he was too aggressive that he brought himself and this woman to such a dead end.

"Sorry, crazy woman."

Manco said to Clara after killing a blood hunter with a single shot.

"Huh? What are you talking about?! With this skill, why not find a way to break out! Besides, my mother said, you have been my husband since that day! Wherever I go, you will get there! Don't try to run away! "

Clara had already replaced it with a wooden spear snatched from the blood troll, and rode on the velociraptor to deal with the blood hunters who surrounded her.

But just when the two were ready to die together, the blood hunters suddenly retreated. Their retreat seemed unusual to the two of them, and it was a very strange situation.

However, it is a good thing for themselves.

Because, they survived.

Now that he survived, it was time to retreat to the retreat location agreed by Dasa earlier.

The reason why these blood hunters retreated suddenly was very simple, because Alaniya was about to be killed by Dasa, and they had to retreat quickly to rescue their blood mistress.

Without the Blood Matriarch, life in Nazmir Forest will be very difficult for them, unless they can join other Blood Matrons.

"There is news. They say that the blood hunters have already retreated. They suddenly withdrew from the current area. Their whereabouts are unknown, but what can be confirmed is that they are no longer chasing them."

Sirik collected the intelligence of the various hunters in the dense forest and reported it to Dasa.

"Ha, I knew that blood troll girl would not die so willingly, but this is also good, the pressure on the other blocking points dropped suddenly, and they can evacuate Nazmir smoothly. "

Dasa was resting in the canopy of a big tree, and laughed happily after hearing the news.

"Our losses were also heavy. Only five of the 21 hunters survived."

When Sirik mentioned this, his tone became heavy.

"Their sacrifices will be remembered by the tribe. Their sacrifices are not worthless, Sirik."

When Dasa heard this number, he also felt uncomfortable.

But this is the way he has no choice now. His strength is not strong enough, and he can't stop these blood trolls who come to chase them alone.

"The question now is, what do you do? Those guys are all coming here, it's not easy for you to go."

Sirik watched Daza upside down from a branch above his head.

"Heh, you want to stop me just because of those bastards? It's good if you come, it's just a little bit more to add to my already victorious hunting competition."

Daza spit out the sweet grass roots he had been chewing in his mouth, got up, put his weapon on his back, and headed towards the planned evacuation direction.

By the side of the big river, Xilock led a group of trolls from the Echo Tribe to travel day and night, and finally arrived in Li at dawn on the third day.

"Here we are! We are leaving Nazmir Forest!"

With the help of Sirik's family members who accompanied him, Sirock determined that the position here was consistent with the position on the map provided by Dasa.

Right in front of them was the shoal of the big river, as long as they waded through this shoal, they would be considered to have officially escaped from Nazmir.

In front of it is a large plain, and if you look further away, you can already see the mountains of Zandalari!
They are out of danger.

But Sirok knew very well that their chieftain, Dasa, was still fighting to cover their retreat in the forest of Nazmir at this moment. He held the burden tightly in his arms, and he wanted to seek support for Dasa.

The sudden appearance of more than 700 trolls on this plain naturally attracted the attention of the sharp-horned hunters who were patrolling here. After asking about it, he hurriedly took Shilok and rode a Direhorn towards the tribe's village.

What happened in the Nazmir forest had to be told to their chieftain, Yawal.

Yaval meets Shirok in his cabin.

　PS: Some book friends feel that I have written Dasa like a reckless man?That's right, that's how I set this guy up. 0v0.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)