Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 72
The curse and the aftereffects of berserk decline afflicted Dasa's body and will. Dasa looked at Fisak, the mistress of war, who was right in front of him. It was only a charging distance, but in this case, this short distance was like a catastrophe. .

From toes to fingers, Dasa could no longer direct any part of himself, and his body was out of control. Although he tried to regain control of his body, the durability of his body could only be so.

The mental state that had stopped being slack due to the berserk had become even more slack now. Dasa felt that his eyes had become so blurred that he couldn't see anything clearly, and even his thinking had stopped.

can not do this!
That damn bastard hasn't been slaughtered yet!The trolls who died in the scarlet blood mist in the village of Thunder Tribe haven't avenged them yet!

I want to cut off Haka's head!How could you just fall here like this!
"It's a pity, your strength is indeed beyond that of ordinary hunters, but you are still far behind me. Everything about you will become a blood god, including your soul."

Fisak looked around Dasa, who was still standing still, and pointed his finger on his chest. The chief of the Zandalari tribe fell down with the final push. .

The armor on Dasa's body was covered with traces of various weapons and magic, as well as large blood stains.

"This pair of armor is very good, you can sacrifice it to the blood god together."

After pushing it to Dasa, Fisak noticed the armor on the opponent's body, and after carefully rubbing it for a while, he was even more sure that this armor would be a good thing.

Daza was in a trance, trying hard to wake himself up, he wanted to regain control of his body, and then kill the war mistress.

At this moment, he heard a slightly familiar voice.

"Tsk tsk tsk, young trolls are impulsive. Your passion and impulsiveness will often destroy you, my future majesty."

The voice was full of ridicule and sarcasm.

"Who?!"

Dasa's consciousness is still in a trance from time to time, and he is not sure whether the voice is his hallucination.

"Heh, it's just that we haven't seen each other for a while, did you forget about me? It seems that Rezan's big lizard is really right. Your memory is not as good as that of a murloc."

The phantom of a tall male troll with pale pale light suddenly appeared in Dasa's trance consciousness, and his face was even more mocking.

The phantom of the troll that suddenly appeared was none other than Muezhara.

"Muezla? That's not good news."

Dasa recognized him, and he also recalled the priesthood of this loa transformed from a troll.

The god of death, as a troll, seeing the god of death of the trolls, Dasa naturally couldn't feel better.

"Yes, boy. You are already going to be a sacrifice, a good sacrifice that was sacrificed to that gale snake by the group of white ghosts in the northern forest."

Muezara crossed her arms, the sarcasm on her face was gone, replaced by a serious expression.

"I thought my soul would be snatched away by that big wind snake, so you snatched me back from that big wind snake?"

Dasa could only think of one reason at the moment.

Otherwise, he really couldn't figure out why Muezlah would appear here.

"You don't seem to be afraid of death."

It was the first time that Muezara saw a troll as calm as Dasa in the face of death.

"Because, you are the best example, aren't you? Death is not the end of consciousness, but the beginning of a new life."

Dasa didn't trust Muerzala in the face of him, so naturally he wouldn't say too much about this world, or even the situation of the world after the death of this universe.

"Because of me? Oh, interesting. Dasa, you are so interesting. Does your ambition even include the world after death?"

Hearing what Dasa said, Muezala also made a joke.

"Well, I heard you say that. It's not bad."

Dasa listened to Muerzala's words, and began to think seriously about the possibility of capturing the Shadow Realm.

"Hey! Do you guys know how scary the world after death is?! Forget it, it seems that you don't know either. Do you want to finish what you haven't done?"

Muerzala looked at Dasa who was thinking seriously, and was really surprised by the other party's ambition.He has been to the world on the other side of the curtain, and he spent a lot of effort to escape from there.

The Shadow Realm is not a paradise.

At least so it seemed to him.

"Of course I thought about it. As a matter of fact, you took the initiative to find me and gave me a chance. It would definitely not be free. So let's talk about it. What is the price I have to pay?"

After hearing Muezala's words, Dasa rationally asked what price he had to pay.

There was absolutely no way Muezlah had helped him for nothing.

"I haven't figured out the price yet. After I figure it out, I can look for you."

Muerzala was not surprised that Dasa would ask him to pay the price, both of them were smart people, neither of them were naive.

It's just that He really hasn't figured out what price to make Dasa pay.

By chance, He, who has mastered a little time ability, has a glimpse of the future, and among them is the picture of this young troll becoming the emperor of the entire troll clan.

Now that he knew that the guy in front of him would be prosperous in the future, he chose to put the price the other party paid after he became the emperor of all trolls.

That way, his benefits will be maximized.

"In the future? Muerzala, let me tell you first, I will not do anything against my will. If you really insist on waiting for the future me to repay the price of this transaction, then I advise you to prepare mentally. "

Dasa vaguely remembered that Muerzala still had the title of the god of time, so he must have seen the picture of him unifying the tribes of trolls in the future, so the reason why he did this can be explained pass.

He is investing in Himself ahead of time.

None of the loa gods transformed by these trolls dislikes trading, and it is better to be cautious when dealing with them. If these cunning guys are not careful, they will be wiped out by the traders.

"Of course it will not go against your will, my future Majesty."

Muezala heard something from Dasa's words just now, so he didn't say anything more.

The purple ray symbolizing arcane and the gray ray symbolizing death lit up in Muezara's left and right hands, and then Muezara released these two unknown spells on Dasa.

His phantom just floated directly above Dasa's body, and Fisak, the mistress of war who turned his back to him, didn't notice his existence at all.

Until those two spells acted on Dasa.

"For the future of the troll clan, go! Boy."

Muezara disappeared from Dasa's consciousness after speaking.

Dasan's trance consciousness is rapidly becoming sober, and at the same time, he also clearly feels that his body is recovering rapidly. This strange recovery is not the feeling that the body has grown up again. It's a feeling that everything in the body is going back.

It was as if he had never participated in the previous battle, because the blood spell curse that Chichen Itza had cast on him was still there.

That's right, my body didn't recover, but all the time experienced by my body was reversed by Muezala's mysterious spell.

The feeling of my body at this moment is as if everything has returned to the time when he just drank the bottle of voodoo potion Zul gave him!
"I feel good now!"

Daza opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Fisak, the war mistress pressing on him at first glance, with a cruel smile on his blood-stained face.

"what?!"

Fisak was taken aback by this sudden turn of events.

A fist that was far larger than the size of a casserole slammed into her face heavily, and the obsidian dagger in her hand was lost because she didn't check it for a while.

Dasa caught the dagger, a carp jumped up from the ground, and rushed towards her.

The blood hunters who were watching from the side attacked Dasa immediately after the accident happened, and the other part took the initiative to cover Fisak who was beaten into the air.

"You bastards! Get out of here as soon as possible!"

Although Daza had lost his spear, sword and shield, he still had an obsidian dagger that he had just seized in his hand.

Although it is only a ritual dagger used for sacrifice, this dagger can still easily cut the throats of blood donor hunters.

The obsidian dagger fluttered up and down in his hand, and every swing of the dagger could cut the neck of a rushing blood donor hunter. Although the spurted blood splashed on Dasa's body, he didn't pay any attention to it.

"Damn! You bastard!"

After recovering, Fisak was furious. She didn't expect that the other party would dare to tease her with such a feigned surrender.

No troll can tease a War Matriarch!
No!

Fisak picked up the bright red spear seized from Dasa, and rushed towards Dasa with a bright red long sword on his waist.

During the confrontation with these blood hunters, Dasa obviously noticed that his body's movement speed became faster and more flexible.

It has even reached the point where the brain can think of it, and the body can do it immediately.

"Is this your power, Mulzala."

Daza is sure that his special change is definitely related to that troll Loa.

The power of time implicated by arcane power still acts on him.

The effect is similar to the time warp of future mages.

The speeding up of his own time made Dasa experience a different feeling. His body can keep up with the reaction and thinking of his brain, making him fight extremely smoothly.

Dasa used to use his armor to resist the many stone spears and bone spears stabbing around him, but now he can dodge them.

The battle between Fisako and Dasa was never intended to be a one-on-one fight. She mixed with a group of blood donor hunters, and immediately attacked Dasa when she found a loophole.

As for those blood hunters who died under Dasa's attack, Fisak didn't care at all.

These lowly hunters are nothing but their slaves.

"You bastards! Get out of the way!"

Dasa already had an extra stone spear in his hand, which he snatched from a blood donation hunter.

In the midst of the enemy's formation, Dasa's attacks were all open and close.

Each hit can damage a large swath of enemies.

"Feel the wrath of the blood god! Bitch!"

The spear in Fisak's hand became a staff, and the scarlet blood spells gathered on the tip of the spear. When they reached the peak, a torrent of blood was shot out.

The angle Fisak chose was extremely tricky, so tricky that it happened to be in the blind spot of Dasa's vision.

It's just that she underestimated Dasa's strength under the influence of Murzala's magic.

After feeling the change in the blind area of ​​vision, Dasa's body reacted immediately, and successfully escaped from the area covered by the bloody torrent with the help of the blood hunters who surrounded him.

Fisak's blow cleared a large area of ​​blood hunters for Dasa.

"Got you!"

Daza followed the blood-stained river and looked towards the source. It was Fisak who was holding a bright red spear.

"Damn it! Blood God! Give me strength! And you trash! Give me all your demons!"

Fisak looked at Dasa who came like a cheetah pounced on his prey, and his inner peace was broken.

She longed for more power that could crush Dasa.

Blood God and her blood hunters responded to her call, and countless bright red blood belts were linked to the totem pole behind her waist, and the overflowing energy formed a blood shield on the surface of her body.

"Chopsticks are always chopsticks! Even if you gather the power of a group of chopsticks! It's still a chopstick!"

The stone spear in Dasa's hand threw towards Fisak, and then he stabbed at Fisak with the obsidian dagger used for ceremonies in the other hand.

"Bitch! Die!"

The ordinary stone spear was bounced off by the blood shield, and the bright red spear in Fisak's hand hit the obsidian dagger in Dasa's hand.

Click!

The dagger broke, and Dasa was also sent flying by the shot of the spear.

"Latza! Use your lightning! Hack!"

After Dasa was shot flying, he noticed the figure of the chief of the Thunder tribe. Although he was imprisoned in the blood cage, he still did not give up.

"That blood shield is too thick! Thunder probably won't have much effect on her."

While praying to Akunda for help, Latza observed Fisak's helpless cry.

"Let you chop me! Hurry up!"

Daza said and rushed towards Fisako again, but this time he didn't have a weapon in his hands.

Being unarmed doesn't mean he has no chance of winning.

Latza hesitated for a moment, and quickly gritted his teeth and called out Akunda's power. Dazzling lightning shot out from his stone ax and hit Dasa's back.

"Uh!"

The conductivity of bronze is very strong, and Dasa instantly felt the power of thunder, but this power stimulated the cells of his whole body instead, and his speed and strength went up to a new level.

This time it was Fisak who couldn't keep up with his reaction!
He, who was still covered in electric sparks all over his body, let the bright red spear stab at his face, and held the head of the gun tightly with both hands regardless of the pain of the cut.

The electric current was transmitted to Fisak's body along the tip of the gun.

The sudden electric shock made her fall into convulsions and paralysis. Dasa clenched his teeth and took this opportunity to reach out and draw out the bright red long sword hanging from her waist.

puff!

A sword pierced her heart, and Fisak stared at Dasa incredulously.

She never thought that she would be killed by a troll hunter.

She is not reconciled, she wants to drag Dasa to die together!
"Let's meet the blood god together, the blood god is the greatest!"

Fisak tightly entangled Dasa with his hands and legs, detonating the unbalanced mojo in his body.

The Blood Explosion Technique was released using herself as a medium.

Boom!

The shock wave of the explosion swept across the entire battlefield, and everything returned to calm after the explosion.

Only a little golden light remained in the center of the explosion.

　PS: Sunday, just woke up.Well, I'm so sleepy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)